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I am looking for a table and cannot find one. This is very close to my dream table. I either want 50s formica with chrome trim or a barnwood table. Somehow two of my friends have barnwood tables but they are not willing to part with them yet. Oh well. Anyways, keep your eyes out for formica fellow g-radders.
So I don't know if any of you have come across this yet but you can now rummage through piles of goodwill merchandise online! I tried to save a picture of some of the craziness that is being sold, but they wouldn't save.
Go to http://www.shopgoodwill.com/
Basically, it looks like they've pulled out high end, vintage/costume, and collectible items. It's auction-based like ebay, though there seem to be a few small differences. Anyways, Happy Shopping!
I have been very discouraged lately with my apartment and my wardrobe. I have no winter clothes (how this happens every year is beyond me) and my apartment is not to my liking.
I have other things to do besides redecorate. Many of the things are actually important -- roller derby, write my Masters thesis, go to D.C. for Thanksgiving, figure out Christmas gifts. Without fail, when I have a list of "real" things to do, I become obsessed with the seemingly trivial.
My jewelry professor referred to this as "creative procrastination" and defined it as something necessary for artsy types that, in the long run, actually makes it possible to complete other tasks. At least that's how I remember it...
So I've decided I want what I like to call Retrobohemianmarrakechslashworld travelercirca1920 theme in my room. Think Out of Africa meets Man on Fire interiors (the only thing worth watching in that movie besides those clever captions). I'm working with an utterly ridiculous tan striped checkerboard pattern, yellowish walls, and a white ceiling. Oh! and let's not forget the gold vinyl Deco armchair.
The carpet is kind of mannish and I want to build on that theme with leopard print and a dark (fur?) comforter. If only I had a bit of taxidermy for my walls. Or an antique rifle.
I need to get back to work.
The Cosmonaut Volkov tomato supposedly is named for the Russian cosmonaut Vladislav Volkov who died during landing.
"The cosmonauts Viktor Patsayev, Georgi Dobrovolsky, and Vladislav Volkov in the Soyuz simulator during their mission training. Originally, they were the Soyuz 11 backup crew, but when Valery Kubasov from the original crew became ill, the crews were changed. Soyuz 11 was launched on June 6, 1971, and docked with the first Soviet space station, Salyut 1 the next day. It was the first time a space station was manned. At the end of their mission, the Soyuz 11 crew returned to Earth, but were found dead in the space vehicle after landing. A critical valve in the descent module had been jerked open as Soyuz 11 de-orbited and bled the cosmonauts' air out into space."
See the U.S. Centennial of Flight Commission for more information about the history of space exploration.
http://www.centennialofflight.gov/essay/SPACEFLIGHT/people/SP48.htm
The Cosmonaut Volkov is a tomato characterized by its round, red appearance. Volkov's can weigh up to 2 lbs. I feel like they would really compliment a burger or make a great Chilean tomato salad.
Aside: Chilean tomato salad
Slice ripe tomatoes and arrange on a platter. Cover with diced onions, lemon juice, olive oil, and chopped cilantro.
In my search for a mascot for my blog I came acros this site http://www.swizzle.ca/printemps-page3.html
In addition to the cosmonaut, I really like the poodle (see site).
if geos was a sewing machine, i bet he'd be this one.
My mother is giving me a Singer featherweight that she's been useing for decoration. In preparation for my sewing machine's arrival I've been looking all over the internet for information on how to replace missing parts. I think I need a new foot pedal.
During my search, I found this little gem of a sight: http://www.singer-featherweight.com/ The site is maintained by one Graham Forsdyke, self-proclaimed "purveyor of singer featherweights to the gentry."
I am thrilled to get my new featherweight, apparently worth around $500. Seriously though, who wouldn't want to own a sewing machine worth more than their car?
