Didn't sell :(

Wow.

Unlike when I first offered this for sale some time ago, NOWADAYS if you were to Google the phrase "Flying Cow Pile" you would get something. Granted, it's only my blog, sporting the original item description, along with a few phrases from other sites that do not mean what *I* mean by "Flying Cow Pile", but at least it's SOMETHING.

Envelopes! Lots 'n' Lots of Envelopes!

Return of The Creosote Sweeping Log!

...and yet ANOTHER log, because Mojo is THAT kind of person!

The original picture of the Shick Intuition Razor.

Mojo's Back!

Yes, after a much-too-long hiatus, due to an unfortunate freak accident and resultant long-term injury, stress and even more laziness than usual, Mojo has returned to bother the good people of eBay! I will not go into my usual complaints about said injury--my nearly daily whinings are all archived on my blog if you want to feel better about your own life--but the past four months are forever suffused in the glow of prescription painkillers and twice-daily dressings performed by Mojo's patient and long-suffering Favorite Husband. And thanks in part to his skillful nursing (as well as Mojo's determination to continue being obnoxious in this world), Mojo is back and better than ever, so long as you consider a totally-cool scar to somehow make her "better".

Mom's Stuffed Cats!

Okay, so Mojo is going to try to make this brief since it'll be the last Craptacular auction until she gets back from vacation. So if this is somewhat slap-dash, it's because Mojo doesn't really care. Mentally she is already swinging in a hammock somewhere. Of course there are those who argue that mentally she is always somewhere else anyway, somewhere that doesn't require intellect beyond tying one's shoes (and even then it's the cheater's way that Mojo learned, by making two loops and tying them together instead of making the one loop and wrapping things around somehow. Mojo never learned how to do it THAT way).