thrift failPosted: January 20, 2012
i swore off buying mugs a couple years ago. it was getting out of hand. every now and again i’ll pick one up if it’s absolutely nothing i’ve seen over the years and there’s a coolness factor to it (much like that rosenthal studio-line dresden mug i just blogged about.)
well, yesterday i saw such a mug. a rose of england fine bone china mug with the cutest hand-painted drawings on it. a london street scene.
and i didn’t pay 10¢ or 25¢ or 50¢ TOPS like i normally do. i was feeling RICH and paid TWO dollars for it.
well, the f*ckin’ thing leaks.
since when does a mug LEAK? i’ve never heard of such a thing. i poured my hot water into it this morning and it just leaked out all over the place.
and i refused to believe it leaked so i did it again.
and it still leaked.
(from taking these pics i can make out a hairline crack in the thing. it’s so hard to see with the naked eye.)
looks like i’ve got myself a pencil holder.
i also took a chance on a bowl that i thought could possibly be an eva zeisel and now i don’t think it is. drat. it’s still a fine looking curvy bowl, but i’m shallow. i want it to have a designer label or i ain’t serving potatoes in it. i’m a snob like that. no i’m not.
boy, this was one HECK of a week. i thought i was having a STROKE this morning. no lie. a real live stroke. my eyes went all kerflooey and kaleidoscope-like for 10 minutes or so. scared the crap outta me. but i’m still here. not to mention i was a MAJAH PLAYAH in a crime scene at work. solving, not committing. i’m not giving out details but let’s just say i’m a hero and a man’s in jail. for a long time.
and what’s my reward? a leaky f*ckin’ mug.