The History of Objects

Beware of the Key Foods parking lot in Riverdale !! They got spies,I say. They will tow your car if you do not buy their produce as my friend Nina discovered Friday. We walked to the tow garage on Riverdale Ave. Wow what a tow place!! It Needs to be in a film. A trailer is inside of the garage and there is an arrangement of toy trucks in glass display cases. The garage is also in a ditch. It was raining. Very dark. Nina and I chalked up the whole situation to an angel, protecting us from a car accident,we "avoided" by being towed. It was all good.
Latest news: Abanti ? Will she come to New York ? Who knows ? She is producing a film about traditional Indian instruments with Nora Jones to narrate. Will the US Embassy release her to the Big Apple ? Ah yes....today was church tag sale day! What did I get ? A Nightmare Before Christmas t-shirt,four glass vases for the kids in school, books for the kids in school, a sweater, printed frame art, two silver frames (1.00 each),patterns for garments, sunglasses for .50, a weird device with glasses and ear phones (it buzzes in your ears and lights up around your eyes and you are lured into a state of LSD-like sleepwalking) for 2.00, a 60's nightgown 1.00, shoes,
a chicken costume Elmo for the kids in school so that they can relive a childhood that was stolen from them too young, a plastic light up Santa (MADE IN THE USA) and an ELOISE messenger bag,so I do not drop my laptop, like I did with every walkman in the sixth grade. I like to look at old things and think about who used them and where they were when they wore a piece of clothing. When I was a little duckling I use to travel through the Berkshires to find lockers, crystal rock radios, rifles,old books and used guitars for plays at Williamstown. I loved the people I met more than the objects I found. I recall meeting a woman who owned and operated a mink farm. She raised the smelly creatures to use their furs. Those things got claws man! Then there was the guy who made art out of broken guitars. I was in his attic. He lived with his mother. One time I got fencing foils from a Community College. They were plastic-good for rehearsal. One time I picked up a steering wheel in Rutland,VT. I was at an auto body place,petting a dog. A goat walked over to my lap and wanted some TLC. For Raisin in the Sun I had to stop by the Catholic Church and borrow a cross. I promised the priest that it wouldn't be used in a Paul Rudnick play. He was afraid of Paul Rudnick plays. One Sunday "dead bodies "CPR dummies,arrived from Seattle for Olympia's Hecuba. Once I had to call up a cult and ask for literature-a prop. Yeah- I used to be a road warrior. Truth: I realized during a summer away from the job that I wanted to write about the worlds from where they objects were born.