Friday, August 22, 2008

Some Say I'm Psychic, Others say I'm Physic.

I know, I know.  It's been waaaaaaay too long since my last post.  I think the dog days of summer have zapped the witty & pithy portions of 'zee leetle gray cells' as Hercule Poirot would say.  It doesn't mean my junking/hunting/procuring skill set is fried.  Since Lauri's last road trip occurred I scoured the Internet and my bathtub for the perfect "Chippy-on-the-loose Personal Finder" (that is my own technical name, thank you).  You might recognize it by another moniker but I don't have permission to use it.  You just don't want to mess with this mojo.


Barney Fife's got nothin' on me, baby.  And the great news is I can immediately figure out where I am too!  Sometimes I scare myself with my... je ne' c'est quois!

Happy triangulating!  xo lulu


LuluRedstar/Lauri Evans said...

Could you use that bad boy to find that butter pat that's lost in your car??????? Or that pack a buttons you bought me that I can't seem to find anywhere!!!!!!Lauri

Durango said...

I'm so dense I didn't realize you girls had a blog. And it's a funny blog. Why was I not informed? Okay, maybe I need to try and be more observant and click on the comments people make. I've probably missed all sortsa good stuff. And you're fellow Southerners, just like me. Living in the Confederacy. I hope you're not getting drenched from that horrible Fay or Kay storm.

Halo Hill said...

As always, I LOVE your blog. I love to be a "finder" for others too. The thrill of the hunt and all of that... I love doll heads and doll parts too, and flea markets, and shows etc. Kindred spirits, I tell ya!

Halo Hill

trash talk said...

So----what happens when you find yourself? Deb

timeworninteriors said...

You forgot, "some say you are psycho!!!!"

LuluRedstar/Lauri Evans said...

Oh that's a good one Theresa!!!!