Weird Crap That I Have Acquired
Little Hiatus

I’ve gotta take a few days/ like a week off again here.  I’ve got a LOT going on, and not a lot of time to do it in.  Hopefully I’ll have stuff to post again real soon.

As a side note, we’re 6 away from 50 followers!  Oh boy!

An odd little pincushion.  I think it’s a cat.
It kinda looks like it’s got open brain surgery going on.

An odd little pincushion.  I think it’s a cat.

It kinda looks like it’s got open brain surgery going on.

It’s that time again!

Time for another installation of TERRIFYING BABY DOLLS OF MY MOTHER’S! .。.:*☆

This small, plastic baby has the nightmare inducing feature of opening and closing soulless eyes.  I really kid you not when I say she insists these things are adorable and “sweet.”

To my knowledge, this is a reliquary rosary.  It is a rosary that opens and it once contained a holy relic, such as a piece of bone or clothing of a saint or something similar.  The relic is gone, but the concept of such an item was really appealing and interesting to me.  I absolutely love it.

Lisa Frank, it is time to stop.
Although, I will admit, that kimono is really exciting to look at.

Lisa Frank, it is time to stop.

Although, I will admit, that kimono is really exciting to look at.

There is so much of this stuff that I literally have no explanation for.

So uh, yeah.  Here’s a ceramic cow…head…thing?  I guess?

Sometimes people come across things that I am super jealous of in the weirdest way.

I do not own this, but boy do I wish I did.  As I’ve stated before, my mom shares a warehouse with several other people who also have booths in the same large antique mall.  They had someone bring them this armadillo basket.  This, my friends, is a real armadillo. 

I-it-…Man I don’t even know!  I’m not sure why anyone sees an armadillo and goes, “Gee, I need a basket made from one of those cute fellas,” but there you go.  Needless to say, I would own it already but it is apparently worth more than I can afford right now. Alas.

I’m sorry, I can’t hear you over the sound of this HARRY POTTER LASER GUN.

The moral of the story is thrift stores are goldmines for weird shit.

Why is it that children’s toys always manage to be so creepy?  Seriously.

Just a notice, guys

As soon as I hit 50 followers, I’ve got a giveaway to do! Ohohohoho. I think you’ll enjoy it.