Tuesday, November 29, 2011

OpenLinkNight: Pawning yesterday, for today in hope of tomorrow


do you know how many times
i go looking for a CD, song stuck
in my head, realizing it was in the collection
i hocked, the year i thought, "fuck
what have i gotten us into?"

i don't miss the golf clubs my parents bought
for Christmas, returned the next week, to keep
the lights on, i was a hack anyway
and probably would have wrapped one
around a tree when i missed a crucial
(to me only) shot

& perusing the pawn shop today
guitars, glitter and games all hang
tags like the ones toed at the morgue,
dead memories walking, i am anxious again
remembering desperation's fingers
twist of my spine as i was learning to lose,
being broke & and the lines
on all its various faces

there is not much left
there is not much left, but

52.4 billion was spent this weekend
by Americans in Black Friday shopping
for tomorrow's bankrupt masquerade,
but i refuse the mask,

and if i can't find the song, hell, we been here
before, i'll just hum along as we slow dance
in the tree glow, knowing i got everything i need

merry Christmas, to you
merry Christmas, to me

OpenLinkNight @ dVerse Poets Pub opens at 3 pm EST today. I will be hosting and look forward each week to what you bring, so go write a verse, simple or complex, and come see us for the greatest poetic party on the net.

124 comments:

Magpie said...

I have to say, I don't understand the glut of Black Friday. It's frightening. I love the title of this!

sharmishtha said...

amazing poem brian. thanks for suggesting district 9, it is bit tummy churning but very unique alien flick and better than lot of them.

Mary said...

You have the message of the season down, know the reason for the season. I've never been in a pawn shop. I'd have a hard time there, I think...seeing so many people's heartbreaking circumstances on display.

DJan said...

Spooky poem, filled with dark premonitions. Maybe that's why I love it. I've gone into pawn shops and looked around at the sadness on display.

Brian Miller said...

sharmishtha...it is...for me it was a fresh take on a socio political message...and def stomach churning at times...

mary, have been there...our second year of marriage i lost my job and had to pawn quite a bit to keep the lights on...was in there recently with one of the boys i work with looking at engagement rings...

magpie, i was honestly a bit astounded at the number this year...in light of present circumstances...

Anyes said...

What are we teaching our children?

Brian Miller said...

that is a sobering question anyes...because it has just increased year after year and generation after generation

kaykuala said...

Pawnshops get the richer at each transaction whether selling or buying. Ordinary folks like us are rather unfortunate to lose both ways.They serve a social purpose which ever way we look at it though! Great verse, Brian!

Hank

Madeleine said...

Interesting, i've never been inside a pawn shop. I bet they are a treasure trove of interesting finds.

Janice said...

"Hum along as we slow dance"...yes, that's the idea.

Teri said...

I refused to even entertain the notion of Black Friday or Cyber Monday. I did buy into the the Shop local Saturday though and stayed with the small-town shops, just where I would want anything from anyway. It is where you find the unique, the hand-made, the culture. I think it is like the post I did a couple of days ago and you feel it too: people have traded in "things" for what's important. Not really where it is at.

Sheila Moore said...

Our dinner conversation last night revolved around why a manager was trampled to death by the black friday crowd when he unlocked the store doors Friday morning. Ack!

Pat Hatt said...

One thing you have to remember though that they say oh "Biggeset Black Friday EVER!" But it's just like box office returns, one of the main reasons its bigger is because the prices went up from the previous year. Of course movie A is going to beat movie B if the ticket price cost $5 more.

Of course doesn't make it any less disturbing that people will spray each other in the eyes and trample one another for some stupid, FAKE sale.

Lorraine said...

you just wrote my feelings to the max, I can't stop visiting and damnit I won't to hell with money
all they do is take it away anyhoo lol

ds said...

I loathe Black Friday. Worked retail many years ago, and the push from the other side was awful, too (gotta make all your money for the year in three weeks, for a small business). But no one was trampled, then, or pepper sprayed. It gets worse and worse. Now there's "Cyber Monday"?! What's that about? Not Christmas, for sure.
Thank you for this--you hit all the right notes, IMHO.

Jill from Killeny Glen said...

A VERY good perspective!!!

Ummmm, I am kinda freakin' out by the 52.4 billion figure! That is insane!

I have everything I want and need. I am embracing CONTENTMENT.

C.M. Jackson said...

well done AND needed reminder of what is truly important during the holidays...my best to you and yours this holiday season

TALON said...

All the detritus just going round and round...

loved it, Brian!

e said...

This is a great post and I also love all of the comments, too. I think human beings in general have lost their way if we've gotten down to trampling others to death over things in a store...

Sue said...

This poem is disturbing but right on. There's something amiss here, and I don't know how to fix it.

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The Silver Fox said...

More and more of us are returning the golf clubs (or whatever) to keep the lights on. Priorities suck, don't they?

Daydreamertoo said...

Your Black Friday is the outer layer of what is going wrong and has been going wrong in your country for the past 50 or 60 years. When greed overtook sanity and compassion for others. In a country where everyone now thinks they can have the 'American dream' for free instead of working for it. They can have 15mins of fame and it's theirs. The mob mentality of Black Friday showed how greedy & materialistic people are now. When you think most of that money spent will be on credit, it's scary.
For the past 25 or so years most kids think they are entitled to their 'I wants' instead of being taught that they have to earn them. America has taught kids that greed and I wants being met is acceptable now, they're going to pay the price for sparing the rod and spoiling all the children. Black Friday showed this all too well.
It's sad.

Daniel said...

Wow, this really struck a chord with me. I think about the pawn shop from the standpoint of all the wedding and engagement rings that sparkle and shine and what it means that they are there. Each piece tells a story of defeat and pain and loss.

I know you were writing from a different viewpoint, and I appreciated it very much, but still my mind wanders.

hedgewitch said...

You manage to get it all in here--the real working life, living on the edge of the cliff, the blindness of the herd to the cattle prod it suffers and obeys, and what's really important about the hollow charade of the Season in that last long slow dance. I have to say, every year, I hate this upcoming month more. Fine poem, bri.

Heather said...

AWESOME!!!!!!!!!!!
i always wonder, what's it all for? I am happy with me, and what I have! Today be thankful for what we have...because tomorrow it could all change...seriously - what goes up goes down!
can you tell i love this one! In fact, i just saw a quote, "I am Enough" on etsy that I have pinned to my desk!
have a good day!

ayala said...

I was amazed at the numbers this year...being what the situation looks like. It makes me sick...and the way they carried on....is another story. Great write, Brian.

blueviolet said...

I'm all about the basics. I don't need much at all, but I do love spoiling the kids. However, ONLY when I have the money. I haven't charged in five years, and I'm never going back to that debt.

Steve King said...

You've said this just right. The 'season' is becoming an exhausting exercise of excess, especially in light of so many suffering deprivation. Your imagery of the evokes this very powerfully.

Claudia said...

i recently read the sum up of a book about this christmas shopping madness and its economical effects...love how you handle the topic and think the key is being content with what we have as you so beautifully state in your last stanza

Sub-Radar-Mike said...

There are far too many things I regret pawning. Never again.

Old 333 said...

Glad I happened across here. I enjoyed that.

SassyModernMom said...

Ohh you have to send this into the paper the week BEFORE your next Black Friday!! So powerful.

PS Yes, my blog, the meal worm salsa was the only bullet I dodged:)

The Empress said...

bing.

Tears in my eyes in 7 seconds.

This was wonderful.

Wonderfully beautiful and something I want to just keep always.

This one here, of all the beauty you always have at your site, this one here: one of my new faves, along with the ode to your wife's freckles on that summer day at the beach.

I loved this.

*high five to changing the world one not spending family at a time.

For Xmas: we are going to see our favorite comedian, all of us. That's our Xmas gift.

It'll be great.

Fred said...

Love the piece. There was I time I'd go and sell things off as well, know what that feelings like, especially with songs. Which gets me to song in general, nice job keeping the underlaying tone throughout, that song stuck in the head idea- the statistic of spending and the opinion of a negative future there was a great addition to the piece, completely fits as you set it up, but the ending is great, love it, wasn't expecting the Christmas lines but so cool. Thanks

signed...bkm said...

I do not miss all the craziness of shopping....simple- simple and simple is my word for this time of year...I like the lights on as well as the heat...many are not as fortunate in this economy....bkm

Heaven said...

We have our own version of the Black Friday here, and I am always amazed at how much money is spent.

This is a heart tugging write and I appreciate the personal journey ~

A pleasure to visit you always ~

sage said...

I like it!!! Especially this phrase: "tomorrow's bankrupt masquerade"

happygirl said...

It is more blessed to give than receive. And it is most blessed to give to those in need. :)

Natasha Head said...

Drive it home Poet! I've spent the last two years on the losing end of this very wicked game I thought I was smart enough to win...yes, color me a sucker, but I like to think I've learned my lesson...gave back the dream to find a reality I can manage. Black Friday is black for obvious reasons....and it's a damn shame so many of us are refusing to wake up.

Kerry O'Connor said...

Yep, you said it Brian: mass consumerism has a very ugly face. I really liked your description of the interior space of the pawn shop, really well done.

& perusing the pawn shop today
guitars, glitter and games all hang
tags like the ones toed at the morgue,
dead memories walking...

Steve E said...

In 1953 I hocked my violin for $5...to buy a quart of vodka. Next week I retrieved it for $16...I did not go home and write poetry about it.

I am glad YOU do, though, Brian. This was delicious.

mrs mediocrity said...

I have walked in those shoes, and these days, things are so much less important to me.
I stayed home all weekend, I couldn't even bear to think of the shopping orgy that was going on out there...
The sadness that you wove throughout this piece turned it tender and lovely.

Adura Ojo said...

Like you said Brian, it's really important that we remember what matters most...People and memories...The things that money can't buy.

lookingforroots said...

Another good one. Black Friday always blows my mind, and I spend much of my thanksgiving trying (unsucessfully) to convince various family members that to shop at midnight is to doom more retail employees to future nights of too-early black-friday doomandgloom.
I especially like this:

guitars, glitter and games all hang
tags like the ones toed at the morgue

Tara Miller said...

I remember those days and the feeling of having no money...and thank you for all you hocked in order to keep us afloat.

I do love shopping...but 52.4billion - holy Cow! Prefer not to overspend.

kez said...

Why do we need what we think we need ? food heat love and a roof everything else is a bonus ...loved this so wise yet again thank you x x x

tinkwelborn said...

wow, trenchant piece.
'it's an odd world master jack..''
all that $$ floating around & going somewhere, who knows, but it goes UP.

this is a really good poem...broke down, gemme the blues again baby.

I refuse the mask too, the question is 'Who' are all these people Buying?

very insightful poem, smash in you face truth telling, like it is.

good job.

Anthony Desmond said...

amazing poem... black friday shopping shows what greedy animals people are at times... fighting over video games... waffle irons... TVs... poison.

Divalounger said...

Such a meaningful piece of writing ---I hate what the holidays have become. And so many people are hungry--in my county, 1 in 4 children live in poverty--

manicddaily said...

Hi Brian, this is a lovely poem--I understand the specifics of black Friday, but I think I'd almost like it better without those details--the parts that just focus on the pawn shop, and what we have left are so beautiful.

K.

Barbara Shallue said...

I'm flirting with the pawn shop these days - which makes me so amazed at all of the other people out shopping! I'm in a 'get rid of it all' mode - but have to be careful or I'll be regretting getting rid of a certain CD or book myself!

william said...

a pawn shop will tell many a tale Brian, and you told it as superbly as always xx

Uneven Stephen said...

Wow, great poem man. Such a great message. I regret selling/getting rid of a few things in the past - like CDs and comics. But it's just stuff.

the walking man said...

I think you have shown me the way to write a piece I have been contemplating for a long time now. Thanks Brian. If I can work it out you'll see it soon.

poemblaze said...

This may be the best thing I've ever read that you've written. Excellent.

Rosemary Nissen-Wade said...

This is lovely, Brian!

Carrie Burtt said...

It does seem that we have lost the gift that really matters at Christmas....not all the gifts and stuff that are meaningless....thanks for sharing this Brian....you are a wise man!
:-)

Rosemary Nissen-Wade said...

PS Long ago as a uni student, at the end of one year I pawned some of my texts (for dire necessity) including my treasured Lavengro by George Borrow. Never been able to replace it, it was out of pront so long - until now, when it is published as a free ebook. :)

Rosemary Nissen-Wade said...

*out of print, that is.

pspacer11 said...

Black Friday? To me, Black Friday was the day the DOJ closed the 3 largest poker sites down back in April. I have no idea what it is in the USA. Pawn shops are making a comeback in the UK along with buyers of things that glitter. I have never ventured into a Pawn shop, maybe I should add it to my bucket list?
However, I digress.
Superb piece as per usual, elegant phrases paint a myriad of pictures for me to peruse. I always seem to express a series of emotions when I read your work, thats a good thing......I think!

turtlememoir said...

one does wonder how much longer it can go on, or if we the people will ever get our priorities straight... love love love the last two stanzas

joel w. clackum said...

My favorite band is called Over the Rhine and they have a fantastic line in a song called "Etc.,Whatever", that your poem puts in my mind. "We don't need a lot of money, we'll be sleeping on the beach keeping oceans within reach." I love the poem. What better way to begin, than the pawn shop?

magicinthebackyard said...

"and if i can't find the song, hell, we been here
before, i'll just hum along as we slow dance
in the tree glow, knowing i got everything i need"

LOVEEEEEE this!!!!!!!

Kellie

Ginny Brannan said...

Poignant and appropriate message in this day of spend today, pay (or not) tomorrow. A lot of good points. And who needs all those extras if you've still got each other.
Thanks for sharing this.

lori said...

You know I'm loving this one. Pawn shops are sad. Our wedding rings were sold in one somewhere along the way. It was not a good day and then... I just realized it was all fine. That was the lowest point, and it didn't kill me. It was just the idea of it all. But love needs no gold to seal it. (Glad to see you're not holding back. I can't wait to read all I've missed.)

Li said...

Love this. The thing that no one wants to say over here is that rampant consumerism and greed had a hand in the financial crisis along with Wall Street, banks, and mortgage companies. It's one thing to lose your job or be underpaid and struggling; quite another to have a comfortable salary and then bleed yourself dry, wring your hands and blame everyone else because you "needed" a house with 4baths, 8 bedrooms and Tuscan marble floors. Personal responsibility seems to have virtually disappeared, and what you have has become who you are.

Laurie Kolp said...

The song, golf clubs, morgue... I love it all, Brian, but the ending really touches me because what it all boils down to is love.

aka_andrea said...

This is beautiful Brian. So heartwarming and tender and a little bit sad. Thank you.

Betsy said...

I'd take someone humming in my ear and slow dancing to the glow of the tree over any other Christmas gift. Seriously.

otin said...

Pawn stars is one of my favorite tv shows! :)

The Orange Tree said...

Despite the numbers from market sales,

Glad to see that you are flexible,
your ending is very light, nothing is more precious than holding hands of your loved one and dancing with passion.

Magical twist,
Remarkable Topic shared.

secret agent woman said...

Thank goodness for YouTube, huh?

Arron Shilling said...

Personalising the madness makes it real and touchable in all its unreasonable glory.

he shoots; he scores

Charles Elliott/Beautyseer said...

Thanks for painting Black Friday black. I'm hoping all that shopping was done on credit which people plan to default on, so the banks will finally have to give back to the little guy.

I once thought to take my valuables to a pawnshop. It was then that I discovered that I owned nothing of any value.

Everything you buy new today can be sold at a garage sale on Saturday for one-tenth of what you paid retail. So where is value? Family, friends, love, truth and beauty.

PattiKen said...

Pawn shops are such sad places, graveyards of dreams past successes. And every item carries a story, if only they could speak.

I can't help but imagine the story each item purchased on Black Friday will take to the pawn shop with it some time down the road.

Timoteo said...

We got all those songs inside us...almost as good!

Little Ms Blogger said...

the positive of black friday is if everyone paid cash wouldn't that the mean the economy is on the upswing? a girl can hope.

really like this poem...not that it could or did happen, but well written.

Little Ms Blogger said...

the positive of black friday is if everyone paid cash wouldn't that the mean the economy is on the upswing? a girl can hope.

really like this poem...not that it could or did happen, but well written.

Chip said...

Nice work sir. a masterpiece at that!

Steve said...

This is a wonderful poetic response to the holiday season and American values in general. Unforced and nice. Enjoyed reading it enough to read it again.

Caty said...

who needs all that materialistic "junk" as long as you're surrounded by those you love :) I always say, "I'm not poor; I just don't have any money." My favorite lines: "guitars, glitter and games all hang
tags like the ones toed at the morgue,
dead memories walking"

missing moments said...

Great words ... Never have done the Black Friday thing ... ugh!

yellowhousecafe said...

sooo bummed, stupid blogger ate my comment...anyhoo, fabulous socio=politco, yes, we are resonating, wondering where all that cash came from.
"dead memories walking" dig that!
I'll leave with this old tune "teach your children well..." perhaps they will bypass the beast of being owned by the banks ~

jackiedick said...

O, screw the damn golf clubs. You NEVER miss when you write here, Brian. You reminded me of the time years ago, I hocked a portable typewriter to keep the lights on. Yeah, the damn fools on Black Friday. And some will get lemons to boot. Great stuff, B! :))

Seek The Sun said...

I love this. Tomorrow's bankrupt masquerade....knowing I got everything I need. I lesson I repeat everyday, since purging my old life for a simpler one with my soul mate. I have all I need for sure. Thanks for a new way of seeing!

Baino said...

Yep lean Christmas here this year as well. If you can't afford to buy me a car, there's nothing I need. Now, wha can I hock?

beckykilsby said...

You've certainly said it loud and clear Brian... what is the frenzy to spend all about? This is a great conversational, very personal walk through, which really brings the issue to life for me. Fantastic phrasing like:

& perusing the pawn shop today
guitars, glitter and games all hang
tags like the ones toed at the morgue,
dead memories walking

It's well done.. :)

j. littlejohn said...

tomorrow's more important than yesterday, right? good poem

myheartslovesongs said...

thank you for sharing this, brian. i LOVE holidays! but not the commercialism ~ the getting together with family and friends, cooking and baking and eating and laughing as we talk about shared memories... making new memories with kind words and smiles and hugs and love. the best gift anyone can give is of themselves, don't you think?

Happy Holidays, brian to you and your family. enjoy the season by spending time together.

Dave King said...

52.4 billion was spent this weekend
by Americans in Black Friday shopping
for tomorrow's bankrupt masquerade,
but i refuse the mask,

We should all refuse the mask.
Brilliant poem, full of good sense and feeling. (You don't always get the two together.) I enjoyed it both for its content and its poetry.

adeeyoyo said...

You're quite right, Brian, you can have everything you need without hanging onto things! I have found freedom since getting rid of 'stuff' - it's amazing... Black Friday sounds like a marketing sicko joke!

Yousei Hime said...

There is a lot running through this. I'm sure it echoes the thoughts of many this holiday season. I rather like how you ended it too, using some of that clever ambiguity you mentioned at my place.

emma said...

Clearly it's out of control, and so many have lost sight of what is truly important. I've been there...searching for anything that could be sold just to put one more meal on the table...it really makes you appreciate the intangibles. It's just surprising to me that so little has changed about our attitude towards debt (as a country) since 2008 with the virtual economic collapse (which is seemingly still pending)...hard habits to break. Great take on this subject, Brian.

Cinner said...

I know a lot of Canadians go down to the states for Black Friday. I think dancing by the soft glow of the tree is all I need too. take care Brian.

Valerie said...

Considering the state of world economies I am astonished by the rush to the shops. I couldn't cope with your Black Friday idea.

bl8ant said...

Houston, We have a problem


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Old Ollie said...

Very authentic poem...I may have the same golf clubs.

Zuzana said...

Oh yes, I guess happiness lies in the simple pleasures and those incredible wonders that are free, not in material excess.;)
Lovely as usual dear Brian,
xoxo

James Rainsford said...

So true and so heart-felt. We live in an insane world of want. Loved it, well written.

SueAnn said...

Oh gee! And I enjoyed shopping ob black friday!! Sigh!!
Loved this poem!!
Hugs
SueAnn

C Rose said...

Perfectly stated the closing lines are the power, could be a mantra! ~ Rose

Lolamouse said...

I heard that the average American has about $8000 in credit card debt. Given that so many are just one pay check away from losing it all, it astounds me that such consumerism is rampant. Then again, go shopping or the terrorists win, right?

Kitty Moore said...

Very thought provoking..as always

Tina said...

Nicely said. It just gets crazier every year. However, Jake had saved his birthday money from March and wanted to get a certain TV, but only had 1/2 of what it cost. But it was now on special, for exactly what he had. So off we went, at the butt crack of dawn, in line at Sears for almost an hour. Scored the last one. Happy Boy! Mama went back to bed. It's worth it for your kids, IMO, but otherwise, not so much.
Tina @ Life is Good

joanna said...

these lines grabbed me by the throat:
"...all hang
tags like the ones toed at the morgue,
dead memories walking,..."

you've definitely pegged the season, brian. who hasn't been there these days? and yet... *shakes head sadly*

Beachanny said...

Every time I've ever been to a pawn shop, I feel the pain and terror of other people who've been there. I never want to buy anything once I'm there. It's like music playing in the background saying..."please don't stay". However, I don't feel that way in "used" book stores where I hear the song, "I loved this; try it, you will too". Weird, huh?

Pete Marshall said...

hi Bri...havent a clue about black friday but i do know that 3 years ago I sold my vinyl collection of over 1000 records.....for a pittance...and still regret it to this day...but heck...I spoiled the kids and that was what sacrifice meant to me...hope you are well..cheers pete

liv2write2day said...

I love this. You've got your priorities right. The very thought of Black Friday scares me.

Whosyergurl said...

AAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHH...love dancing by the tree light. I'm torn by pawn shops...there is a death-like pall over everything there. But I like the idea of sustainability- I like to buy used and use it some more.
Our black Friday was bright. No shopping in sight...come over and read my black Friday post, Brian dear. ;-)
Cheryl

pandamoniumcat said...

I am not sure exactly what Black Friday is...I am guessing a big sale day before Christmas... The best Christmas we had was when everyone had to make something for someone in the family...it was hilarious some of the original inventions that were unwrapped. Wish we'd do it every year. I loved you description of a pawn shop, I never thought of it like that before. Another thought provoking poem. Great stuff !

Shawna said...

I love this section as much as I hate buying anything new; I am a thrift-store or freebie girl:

"guitars, glitter and games all hang
tags like the ones toed at the morgue,
dead memories walking, i am anxious again"

The Cello Strings said...

Far-sighted version,
wise move via authentic and remarkable poetry.

Aleza said...

Golf, (from what I understand), is actually a lot like poetry ... the golfer and the poet are always trying to perfect their craft.

Chazzy Chazz said...

They should play this song on the radio. People who haven't heard it need to hear it. Right now a lot more people know the reality of your words but that message about the consumerist fantasy hasn't hit home yet. You bare the reality and leave us with what is most real, love, which always gets us thru hard times and good. And when isn't that message important, but especially when we are our most vulnerable.

lukewater said...

Wow, this is a beautiful poem.
You're voice transports my mind...I guess, into the scene of your images.
Love your writing :)

lukewater

Joanne Elliott said...

Know this one...a little to well at the moment, but it certainly makes you think about what's really important. I like how you end this one. Thank you for writing it.

Syd said...

I am with you. I don't need a thing except sustaining love.

The Noiseless Cuckooclock said...

Merry Christmas to You.
When you take charge of your life and happiness, nothing else matters.

Lady Nyo said...

Brian, this is brilliant~! Toes in the morgue....yeah.

I agree...what the hell does Black Friday have with Christmas, except the garbage that we surround ourselves? There is something off, amuck, in this country, when people push and shove and worse (gunfire, pepper spray) over merchandize.

Right now I am wearing a little diamond ring, that my husband brought me for an engagement ring, and it's old, and the diamond is excellent and the gold is very, very thin. Last night I was thinking of whose hand this came off? Obviously by the 'style' it was very old, some dead grandmother I would guess...but I love this ring best of all..it has some unknown history and I wear it for those dead and unknown women who had it first. It's like a string that stretches from them to me....and as long as the thin band in the back doesn't wear through (and it is THIN) the link to them won't break. Yes, Pawn Shops are sad places, but this little ring made me connect with ghosts.

Thank you, Brian. You always make me think.

Hugs,
Lady Nyo

Myrna R. said...

You always say it best. I don't get Black Friday either. It's sad that so many interpret Christmas as a time to surround others with junk, especially during these hard economic times. I don't understand how so much money was spent.

Joseph Hesch said...

Sigh, I must agree with the theme of wretched excess regarding what used to be Black Friday (which now has extended into Thanksgiving evening). Great snatches of real life mixed with social comment.

Goofball said...

I don't know if there are pawn shops in Belgium except maybe one in Brussels & Antwerp. I was intrigued by the concept and its existence in small Canadian towns

Rebecca S. said...

Ahh..lovely. I particularly like 'dead memories walking' and the morgue tags. Great images.

tera said...

Very nice. I remember times when I had to sell most of my CDs to make ends meet...
We are still trying to convince family it's not about the getting for Christmas. It's always so nice to just be together and visit.
Oh well, I'll keep trying. :)

Slow dancing in the glow of the tree sounds special nice.