
Since this was past weekend was the first weekend in a loooong time that I wasn’t busy handicapping, I attended to many festering projects around GbG manor.
One them was what I refer to as the annual tax write off. The Lady and I ruthlessly edit our various belongings with the goal of donating as much as possible to a local thrift shop (that has great stuff btw).
I had been wondering about the location of the Exacta plaque for awhile. I got it in a thrift store in Stockholm in 1999 as a joke gift for The Lady as she has a thing about always being right. Not knowing an Exacta from lingenberry, I thought it was Swedish for exactly (it isn’t).
When I gave it to her, along with a few other thrift scores, she looked at the whole lot and shrugged. I specifically asked her “don’t you like this?”. I believe “eh” was the answer. I liked it, but she kept it and stuffed away somewhere (which is why we have to do a “space clearing” at least once a year).
At some point during this summer I remembered the Exacta and asked if she remembered where it was. She thought it was in her closet but didn’t want to deal with looking for it because it would mean having dig through an inordinate about of stuff.
Fast forward to this past weekend. The annual crap-be-gone yielded one the of the many eerie premonitions of my new found “hobby”. It’s worth noting that the Exacta is also my favorite and most frequently placed bet.
Now I just have to find a good place for it. As it stands at the moment it’s probably going to go right below a weird painting that consists of 9 horses and looks like a study in perspective by either a child or an undergrad painting student who’s major is not art… another weird precursor.