i packed the car last night and tried to sleep while mrs. baker packed for her trip to "woo woo" camp. i couldn't get thst song "kodachrome " out of my head as i fell asleep. i dreamt "i got a nikon camera. i like to take a photograph" all night long.
this morning, around 3am, i drove mrs. baker to the airport and then headed off to lake city to set up a table at the flea market there. the flea market is a lonesome clutch of buildings with a strip of canopied tables. i got a canopied table. i count six vendors plus a dude selling produce.
produce dude has been playing george jones and the hag all morning but only loud enough for him to enjoy. i catch a little sad drunk george but mostly its a low thrum and some rhtymn guitar.
they tell me saturday traffic is better but that i should make my table today if i'm patient and hold my ground. i have my doubts. i've, so far, sold 5 homiez figures, for 2 dollars us, and a set of mexican pig salt and pepper shakers for 4.
i miss having ty and brian here for the company but also to spell me while i go pee. like i said, when the church folk rolls in, i should make my table but not if i can't pee.
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