Monday, May. 10, 2010 - 8:39 a.m.

Yesterday at the show was better. Less windy, and the sun came out. Made a little money. Not too bad. Not the best, not as good as last year, but not bad.

Right next to me were a couple of older women who make concrete leaves for birdfeeders and birdbaths. They had a spiel they'd attract people in with that began, "Are you familiar with concrete leaves? They're made of concrete...". I guess I shouldn't talk, they did a helluva lot better than I did. People go apeshit over concrete leaves, apparently. I admit to being envious.

I hear Spigotbottom a-stirrin'. Time to go.

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