Some bloggers are able to start discussions with their ideas, and the comment section of each of their entries takes on a life of its own. These discussions get so interesting that I'll return often throughout the day, just to see what sort of things people are saying to one another there.
That Guy in Oregon is one of these. He also has a gift for sparking ideas in my mind that become entries here on my own site. And he's the person who prompted me to stop buying bottled water, to shop at my local grocery store more frequently, and to use re-usable shopping bags. Pretty influential person, eh?
The Kansas City Russian Jew is another one who is able to inspire exchanges of opinion in comments, although I wish more people would jump in sometimes. What I like about his comment section is that it's easy to subscribe to any responses left to a particular post, so I don't have to keep going back to check on what's being said; each comment arrives in my email.
Now, back to that guy in Oregon: There are two things he's given me to blog about lately.
Recently he mentioned antique shops, and wrote, "The worst thing that all these stores have in common is paintings and 'art work' (for lack of a better term) which are bad depictions of American Indians and Jesus."
This forced me to look at my eight "Mystic Warrior" plates in a new light. In their defense, the Indians really do look like Native Americans. Don't they?
However, I do believe they could be classified by some (or most) folks as "cheesy".
Beauty is in the eye of the beholder, after all.
I also have a set of four "Jesus plates" that were sold by Avon. *sigh*
Guy said this: "I am curious as to what the circumstances were for these objects created and purchased in the first place."
Well Guy... they just spoke to me. What can I say? I've got this thing about Indians. I always wanted to be one.
On a different day, in another entry, Guy talked about how coins are losing their value, and it reminded me of my stash in the bedroom. I've had that blue decanter since 1960, by the way. My mom had some sort of home interior party and that thing just... well, it spoke to me. Mostly it holds pennies, but I slip in an occasional dime. No other coins will fit through the opening.
That pint jar beside it is my quarter jar. Now, quarters add up to nicely. When I finally get that jar full, I should have between $70 and $80.
Do you have a coin stash?