meh

I had kind of a crappy weekend this weekend and now it’s Monday. Not in the best mood. Whatever.

I kind of feel like this mug I made suggests:

Anywho … I’ll keep the B&M to a minimum. Basically I had 2 craft shows on Saturday (9 hours) and came out with $20 profit.  A little annoyed because I sold some stuff for a friend (fabric) and she came out with $37.  I kind of feel like I should get a cut of that since I did the work, but whatever.  I’ll just continue to be annoyed.

Along with the craft show bitching, I have to mention that I was extremely annoyed with a couple of weird/creepy people at the second show that I did. I mean, I guess I should have expected weird/creepy people, but I like to think that not all people who enjoy tattoos/tattoo shops/horror stuff are that kind of person (take me for example!).

There was one dude that just would NOT leave me alone (we’ll call him beardy). He was trying to buy the shirt off my back.  Annoying. I’m wearing it. Not for sale.  No, not even for a million bucks. Okay, maybe for $100.  So when I said $100 (assuming the guy wouldn’t go for it) he said, “well how about $70?”  Did I not just say this shirt was NOT for sale?  Annoying. He wouldn’t leave me alone all night. Followed me around. I mean, he was nice, but I’m not interested. I said I have a boyfriend, so take a hint and beat it.

Then there was this really old creepy dude with a cane (we’ll call him caney).  He came up to me when my partner in crime, Sarah, had gone off somewhere. He’s all “I’d like to work with you,” and I asked, “Well what do you do?” He said, “Photography.” So I started to give him the schpeel about how I work at Drake and how we’re always looking for new photographers … but then I opened up the “portfolio” he handed me and stopped short.  There was a photo of a fat unattractive chick wearing a burlesuqe-type outfit hanging on a tombstone in the cemetary.  No offense to anyone, but really, this kind of “photography” is best with attractive people — which is what creeped me out most about this — like he had used his grand daughter or something.

So I flipped the pages and it, of course, got worse. Like a train wreck. I couldn’t look away, but was completely grossed out. And the grand finale (BTW — he had like 5 pictures in his “portfolio” of the same girl. Also creeped me out and lead back to the grand daughter theory) — it was what looked like a closeup of a mouth with creepy fang dentures in it.  Bet you can’t guess what it was.

I told the (awesome) lady in charge of the show about the guy but they couldn’t really do anything about it. So he just sat by our booth and stared at us all night while Sarah’s husband sat back and laughed and drank a beer (I don’t blame him — I’d do the same thing — and he did make sure I got to my car okay at the end of the night).  Creepy. Creepy. Creepy. People like that belong in a special kind of hell.

Somewhat related — biggest crappy thing that happened this weekend: Sewing machine died. For good.

What am I going to do without a sewing machine?  I can’t spend the time to sew things by hand (and frankly, my hand sewing is so terrible that it’s not worth it).  I’m mostly worried about Christmas presents. I had planned to spend this month working on Christmas presents (all using the sewing machine) so I could get a head start on them before the holiday season starts and before other people have custom requests to fill.

So, how much does a new machine cost you say? Well, if I want to get another dud like the one I have, then $100-$200.  If I want a machine that will last me for years to come, $200-$500.

I found 2 used ones on craigslist yesterday, but haven’t heard back from either of the people I emailed.  Both were good machines, but just slightly used.  I’m crossing my fingers. Otherwise, I’m going to have to do a fundraiser or something because I really need a machine and I just can’t afford it and I am in no way shape or form going to put that on my credit card.

Anyway, that’s the end of my rant. I guess I’ll finish painting my tattoo dish set that I started a while back and I will have to hand sew the rest of my Michael Jackson craft swap materials. Fortunately those are all small items and don’t have to be great quality (since I’m not selling them), so I think I should be okay.  For those, there’s always fabric glue.

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