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firepit yard sale
Saturday, November 3 2007
Our friends Penny and David were hosting a yard sale today and we'd arranged to come and try to sell some of our crap at it. The weather wasn't exactly ideal for it, being overcast and a bit colder than is comfortable for standing around. But the yard sale had been advertised, so there was no going back on it now. Before we left, I took advantage of the absence of sun to shut down the solar panel system and install the pre-assembled plumbing pieces to connect the new panel (which would be in serial with the others).
When we got to Penny and David's place, they had a roaring fire going in their outdoor fire pit, which was keeping them perfectly comfortable. With them was their friend Anastasia, who was also selling things.
Fairly early in the yard sale we did the opposite of what the yard sale was intended to do: we added to our collection of stuff. I bought Anastasia's sleeping bag, Gretchen got a some of Penny's sexy lingerie (she had a lot for sale and only one item proved in need of summary incineration in the full glare of daylight), and Gretchen and I both picked up some vinyl albums including one by Marvin Gaye, America's debut album, and Glass Houses by Billy Joel back in his thin tie phase.
Despite the weather, this turned into perhaps the most fun yard sale I've ever attended. Not all that many people came by, but there was a constant trickle.
On the bus ride up from the City, Penny had accidentally grabbed the wrong bag getting off the bus, and so eventually the guy whose bag she'd grabbed came to pick it up and he and his personal assistant ended up hanging around for a long time afterwards buying stuff and drinking wine. By now we were all drinking wine, which David happily dispensed to any yard sale customers who wanted it (and most did). And this wasn't the crap wine one encounters at art openings either.
Later the five of us all went out to dinner in High Falls. Originally we'd planned to go to the Egg's Nest, but it smelled too strongly of incense there, so we ended up at Chefs on Fire across the street. Chefs on Fire serves food from such a wide variety of ethnicities that eating there is a little like eating at a high end food court (an observation Penny and I made independently tonight). David and I had pizza, Gretchen ordered some sort of curry, Penny had eggplant quesadillas, and Anastasia ate sushi. They actually have a genuine Japanese sushi chef. He's not even animatronic.
After dinner as we went to pick up Penny's car north of New Paltz, we noticed that the day's overcast had cleared. The sunset over the Shawangunks was gorgeous. With another vehicle added to our contingent, us boys separated from the girls and we picked up Penny's backpack from the Kingston bus station while the girls went shopping for liquor.
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