
Time for another Swapatorium contest! I am looking for the worst thrift store painting that you can find (or that you already own). So get out your cameras and scour your local junk stores. The lucky winner will receive a $15 Amazon gift certificate AND a fabulous MOLESKIN so you can record your own adventures in junkland. Deadline is Monday, January 30, 2006. Here are the rules:

You must provide your name and a valid email address for me to contact you should you win. (The last contest winner, southernladymaggie, still hasn't contacted me so if you are reading this, send me an email!)
Email me a high resolution JPEG of your entry to
swapatorium@yahoo.com. Be sure to tell me where you shot the art and its location (city/state/country) .
Title your piece. Even if the art isn't the greatest, your witty/funny title might win me over.
The art must come from your personal collection OR from a thrift store, junk shop, antique shop, flea market, garage or estate sale. Please don't send me something from a book, the internet or the Museum of Bad Art! Be original.
One entry per person, please.
Have fun and good luck!

Next night, Mary Felicia, & Vicki come over(.) Mary gives me a present. They say goodbye(.) Gray lets us go on walk - I say I can't go - Mary & Gray stay outside - Gray tells her he doent like her & Mary comes inside & I not knowing what Gray said - told her she was dum making out with all these boys! I said your phone No. fits you - NO RIVAL. Mary walks home. Felica & Vicki think I am imature & prude & have a lot of nerve. Mary is real upset tells her parents. & her father said well if the *Jones do that to you don't go over there anymore. Mary writes Sara. Sara gives her advice on what to (do) "When someone puts you down real hard." I saw the letter. We make Mary's orange skirt. Then finally today in homec Mary said - you remember when we traded dresses. I said yes. The plaid jumper which was mine for a new spring dress of hers. She wanted it back. So she & Lou Ann came over with mine wich needs dry cleaning - she didn't even return it clean. I now have to undo the hem in her dress & put it back the way it was. I didn't even wear it once! Then I have to dry clean mine. I am so mad I could spit! She & Lou Ann are in this tap dance thing & after it - we came home & again - I was not let in to the conversation at all. Then the next day Mary goes oh, I am having Lou Ann over to spend the night. Where's my dress?
The End!
p.s was adopted at 3 months in San Antonio & so was her brother.
*Name change
Is that really the end of Mary? What goofy things will Mallory say next? Come back on Monday to find out!