Well, I wanted to thrift today, but the shop on the other side of town was randomly closed today. So Michael drove a couple more miles to a shop I haven’t been to in maybe a year, just because it’s out of the way. It was gone. Indie thrifts just don’t last around here. Michael said no to the Goodwill on Grape Road (main shopping corridor), because it sucks. It gets all the crap that’s donated in the ‘hood, while all the mallwear and designer stuff gets circulated to the ‘hood. So I was forced to alleviate my thriftin’ jones with a trip to Value City. All blue clearance tags an additional 60% off. I got a pair of UNC-color blue shorts for $5.16, original price $22.00 and a blue-toned patchwork calico skirt for $6.36, original price $30.00. Jeez, the way prices at thrift stores keep going up and up, it’s cheaper to buy new. I can’t remember the last time I bought two items of clothing in Goodwill for twelve bucks, unless it was half off Saturday or a special tag color for a dollar day. Sure Vinnie’s clothes are still $0.99, but there’s nothing good to buy anymore. All the good vintage clothing disappeared in the late 90s. I’m just waiting for the current owners to decide that they’re too old for vintage and donate it all back so I can buy it. I wonder if the situation is like this all over or just in the Midwest. I could shop in the specialty vintage stores, but it pisses me off to pay $12 for a shirt I know the owner picked up at a church rummage sale for $1. I’ll just wait patiently in my Docs and prairie skirt until all my fellow grunge rockers turn 30. Then I can once again see a vintage sign hanging over an overflowing section at Goodwill.