3/28/25 - You Can Never Get Your Nickel Back - The Siren Song of Spring - Pots and Plants for Sale

The call of plants and pots is in the air. It beckons thee. 


Come hither, to:


A House of Pots


1620 w 74th way Denver CO 80221


The sweet melody you see isn’t just to behold, for it must also be held. 


At A House of Pots we hold ourselves to the highest standards and thereby quest for the best pots at the lowest of low, low prices. 


Tune into this sweet siren song along Highway 36 off the Pecos exit in North Denver on weekends from 11 to 6. 


Message me with your inquiries; I’ll be sure to answer your call:


<< 909 >> << 744 >> << 7708 >>


- or - 


@ahouseofpots


Shhh. I have the answers to your questions here. Here’s my address:


1620 w 74th way, Denver, CO 80221


Hours: Friday through Sunday from 12ish to 6+ in Sherrelwood


Prices: 86% of the store falls between $5 and $60


Pots: $1 to $40 terracotta, $12 to $150 Mexican clay, $5 to $60 most glazed, $65 to $190 huge pots, $1 to $100 used pots, $10 to $100 Talavera


Plants: $5 to $55 covers 92% of houseplants on site


Plant types: general houseplants, zebra, snake plants, pothos, monstera, philodendron, tradescantia, peperomia, cacti, succulents, dracaena, hoya, spider plants, and others that do well with light care in Colorado


New promotions: “succs to be you” succulents and up to 50% off houseplants upon request


Free: conversation, contemplation, 2000s rock references, up-potting, bull shitting, rescue plants and cuttings on occasion, cardboard,pallet wood, filled mystery trash bags, styrofoam, ET phone home, occasional nursery planters, trinkets and “jewels” for children; umm, fcuk, I don’t know, discounts, stuff like that


Payment: cash, venmo, credit card, apple pay, google pay, zelle, cash app, ham samsung pay, diner’s club international, in that order


Address again: 1620 w 74th way, Denver, CO 80221 (Sherrelwood)


Hours again: from 11-6 on the weekends, allegedly. I’m always late, so think 1120 as a word to the wise


Post theme: mermaids


Type of mermaid: a siren


But you’re a man: a merman


Pottery jargon: yes


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Alternate business days and hours: in the Spring, up to 6 days a week; otherwise extra hours available upon request, coordination, and confirmation


Best prices in town: definitely


A stronger merman than Jason Mamoa: certainly 


Better vocals than Nickelack’s Chad Kroeger: possibly


Underlying message: these items are for sale


Should you google Nickleback: someday


Does a merman look like Nickleback: there’s only one way to find out


Wasn’t this like a rhyming thing in the beginning: I can’t recall


There was a song or something, a siren song: that’s right


Shouldn’t I put some lyrics here: probably 


Never made it as a wise man. I couldn't cut it as a poor man stealing. Tired of livin' like a blind man, I'm sick of sight without a sense of feeling. And this is how you remind me.


This is how you remind me of what I really am. This is how you remind me, of what I REALLY am.


It's not like you to say sorry. I was waitin' on a different story. This time I'm mistaken, for handing you a heart worth breakin'. And I've been wrong, I've been down, been to the bottom of every bottle. These five words in my head scream, "Are we havin' fun yet?"


Yet, yet, yet, no, no. Yet, yet, yet, no, no.


It's not like you didn't know that. I said, "I love you," and I swear I still do. And it must have been so bad, 'Cause livin' with me must have damn near killed you. And this is how you remind me of what I really am.

This is how you remind me of what I REALLY am.


It's not like you to say sorry. I was waitin' on a different story. This time I'm mistaken, for handing you a heart worth breakin'. And I've been wrong, I've been down, been to the bottom of every bottle. These five words in my head scream, "Are we havin' fun yet?"


Yet, yet, yet, no, no. Yet, yet, yet, no, no. Yet, yet, yet, no, no. Yet, yet, yet, no, no. Yet, yet, yet, no, no. Yet, yet, yet, no, no.


Never made it as a wise man. I couldn't cut it as a poor man stealing, and this is how you remind me. This is how you remind me.


This is how you remind me of what I really am, this is how you remind me of what I really am.


It's not like you to say sorry. I was waitin' on a different story. 

This time I'm mistaken, for handing you a heart worth breakin'.

And I've been wrong, I've been down, been to the bottom of every bottle.

These five words in my head scream, "are we havin' fun yet?"


Yet, yet, are we havin' fun yet? Yet, yet, are we havin' fun yet? Yeah, yeah (these five words in my head scream). Are we havin' fun yet? Yeah, yeah (these five words in my head).


No, no.


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<<  No. NO. NO, NO, NO, NO … NO. NO. 


NO, DO THE OTHER ONE. >>


How the hell'd we wind up like this?

And why weren't we able

To see the signs that we missed?

Try and turn the tables

I wish you'd unclench your fists

And unpack your suitcase

Lately there's been too much of this

But don't think it's too late


Nothing's wrong just as long as you know that someday I will


Someday, somehow


I'm gonna make it alright but not right now

I know you're wondering when

(You're the only one who knows that)

Someday, somehow

I'm gonna make it alright but not right now

I know you're wondering when


Well, I'd hope that since we're here anyway

We could end up saying

Things we've always needed to say

So we could end up staying

Now the story's played out like this

Just like 


*** a paperback novel ***


Let's rewrite an ending that fits

Instead of a Hollywood horror


Nothing's wrong just as long as you know that someday I will


SOMEDAY, SOMEHOW


I'm gonna make it alright but not right now

I know you're wondering when

(You're the only one who knows that)

Someday, somehow

I'm gonna make it alright but not right now

I know you're wondering when

(You're the only one who knows that)


How the hell'd we wind up like this?

And why weren't we able

To see the signs that we missed?

Try and turn the tables

Now the story's played out like this

Just like a paperback novel

Let's rewrite an ending that fits

Instead of a Hollywood horror


Nothing's wrong just as long as you know that someday I will


Someday, somehow


I'm gonna make it alright but not right now

I know you're wondering when

(You're the only one who knows that)

Someday, somehow

I'm gonna make it alright but not right now

I know you're wondering when

(You're the only one who knows that)


I know you're wondering when

(You're the only one who knows that)

I know you're wondering when


(Press play on the the video below and go back and read)


(Press play on the the video above and go back and read)


* I’m pretty sure both those song were about pots *


** For the one’s keeping score at home, I copy and pasted not one, but two Nickelback songs, verbatim, in alternate formats, and you read or gleamed them both, completely; pottery and plants truly are a siren song **


*** Punch line for the d-bags at home: if this is TLDR, your time invested was non-fungible, and thereby you cannot have your nickel back ***

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