oh my gravy, why are freecyclers so often giant flakeballs of flakedom!

kind of silvery blue violet, but it keeps changing ... and in sunlight it's almost a champagne color.

::Rushes out to search for this color::

I had a cousin who was killed by a bus that ran a poorly signed intersection. Maybe if it had been on its regular route it would have known to stop, but it was running parallel to its route, racing another bus. He made the news every day for a week--there was a demonstration in his name and the Minister of Transportation came to his funeral. I still think the whole family is in shock, more than fifteen years later.

oh my gravy, why are freecyclers so often giant flakeballs of flakedom!

You get what you pay for?

I still think the whole family is in shock, more than fifteen years later.

I can imagine.

well sure, but I respond to this lady wanting somethign, I say what I have - she emails back with a phone #. I call the phone # and she immediately says, let me call you back from a different phone (??!?!? why did you give me this one then) - then after going on about what I have again she says she doesn't want it. I said in the first email what I had, same exact words!

People! is the real answer.

I hate people.

For serious. People are not worth it.

I was watching, on and off, a show called "Junk Raiders" where they were trying to do a fairly high-end construction project using almost all freecycled materials. The team was two devoted freecyclers, some professional construction guys, and one interior designer. One of the freecyclers was a real pain, the other was only sometimes a pain. But it was an interesting idea.

The Cramps - People Ain't No Good (YouTube)