With well over 15,000 sale squares in our racks, and more coming tomorrow and next week from the U.S., we felt that perhaps a little organization might be in order.
So... next time you're in, you'll find boxes pre-sorted and filled with sale squares that are only reds, only greens (guess Christmas is coming), only Baroque textures, only Clears, only Honey Opals and so on.
And of course, buy 5... get 1 free, buy 9... get 2 free, buy 12... get 3 free...
Yesterday, someone approached me and told me that enough is enough and that this blog thing has to continue onward, unabated and with the same velocity and veracity as it has for many years. I was touched that mom actually noticed (but sadly, not Gary Brown...). What excuses can I offer? After returning from a three week shutdown of the store, we’ve been a little preoccupied with restocking for the upcoming season, Several shipments have just arrived from the U.S. as well as whatever little supplies we’re able to secure from our OOCSGS (our One and Only Canadian Stained Glass Supplier)(although they have made some promises and we’re hopeful- they’ve offered to supply us with over 100 Rat Packs from Spectrum and Kokomo to fulfill part of your demand for good quality glass at great prices). Is this a valid excuse for not writing for well over six weeks?
Maybe. I've got opinions. I’ve even got some thoughts. Thoughts about the current state of our industry, but I decided not to write anything because I just wasn't in the right mood.
But I am blameless. You see, the cool, crisp Alps mountain air and the odd occasional recreational beverage has made me complacent and soft.
I now love everyone. Even our OOCSGS, and Bullseye, and Spectrum. And Uroboros, and Youghigheny! My vigor and passion to fight has been blunted. So I’ll wait. And watch. And listen. When writing a blog, content is important, but the mood and feel is key. How do the words flow together? Are my readers becoming involved? Do I get them excited? With the ability to labour over phrasing, thesaurus at hand, to literally use the best word in an entry, I sometimes strive for perfection, and perfection is always subsidiary to feel. It’s like meeting someone beautiful who has nothing to say? You lose interest almost immediately. I want to be that ugly person who rivets you. And that’s why I have not written for awhile. Until now.