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Went thrifting with Jackie yesterday. I got a "Crazy Eddie" t-shirt that has to be at least 15 years old. I always wonder who these people are that are able to keep a t-shirt in perfect condition for 15 years.

So anyway, "Do They Know It's Christmas" comes on the radio in the Goodwill. Jackie and I start dancing. Just as I spin her around, an old woman admonishes us. I dunno, I guess it's against some sort of law to dance around to Christmas music in thrift stores.

It's rare that I feel like dancing (when sober) and it kinda pissed me off. I almost didn't buy my t-shirt, but I knew I'd regret it later... so I did.
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P.S.: For those who don't know who Crazy Eddie is (I'm not sure if it was just a Philly/East Coast thing), he was this dude who sold electronics at "Insane" prices. He had these commercials where he'd scream about how crazy his prices were. He was indicted for some sort of grand-theft kinda thing (it's been awhile, hard to remember details) and all of his stores were shut down.

P.P.S.: My last post was an excerpt from "Our Secret" by Beat Happening.