womag article

worcester magazine has a nice article on the store this week- thanks charlene! there’s even a picture of your humble narrator, but i look really weird. holmes said once that people usually look really good doing what they like to do, which is why i used to always try to look asleep when someone tried to take my picture. i should start doing this again, because having your picture taken while you’re explaining yourself to a reporter is (as you can well judge) for the birds.
oh, and speaking of portraiture, this friday (today) bert will be once again drawing life like pictures (of you?) in the store from 3 - 6(ish).
also, the snow ghost might be playing a show this saturday, at the hotel vernon in worcester, with the body, tiny hawks, and frenching action. waht exactly the ghost will do… is unknown. but irregardless, this show is going to rule!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! also snow ghost’s holiday joke book has appeared just in time, and it is a wig-twister, as per usual.










“odd duck, who grew up as a yard sale”
That picture’s not so bad. At least your store name is too long to rhyme with anything (Spag’s has Bags?).
I think you look cute. I think it’s a nice article. I pictured Charlene completely differently so I’m glad she included her own picture too.
“spags w/ bags” is actually an old worcester thing- spags used to be weirdly organized, and they didn’t have bags at the register- if you wanted something to put your things in, you had to roam around the store and find an empty cardboard box (or empty one of its contents). they got bags when they changed management and lost a lot of the original flavor, jumping the shark in the process.
New sign: “Bags is for da birds”.
Oh, also, Jake, “No bags at Spag’s” was one of the original slogans describing how they passed on the savings to the customer (because bags cost stores money), so not just Spag’s weirdness though I always loved running around looking for a box. There is also a wiki for Spag’s at http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Spag%27s
My favorite Spag’s thing is how I got lost every single time I have ever gone in there.