There Should Always Be A Cat.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Dear Ones in the Know and the Now,

 

Here is a lovely remembrance, which as you know is all we have, once we are out of the moment. 

 

I have just read another Terry Pratchett novel, Going Postal, and I dropped by my used bookshop to see if I could get a copy (the one I read belongs to all of  us- why not go and check it out of the library now I have returned it?).  I asked the book dealer* where the Terry Pratchett books were, and he gestured with his arm swiftly and grandly to the doorway, saying "Out there!"  They did have three copies, that he had just gotten in, of The Carpet People- another delightful book that I read a few months back.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

*And isn't that the right name for them?  Addicts go to dealers, not sellers, stockists, or clerks, for pity's sake!

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

plink, plank, plunk

Dear Darling Clementines,

 

Enjoy this fine film on how your music box works:

 

 

 

 

 

Now, if you are craving a little more spare, plunky, tinky music, try this.  Oh, and this is good, too!

Oh, yes, and Hannah Peel can plink as well as crank.

 

 

 

 

 

PS

The eponymous and onomatopoeic pizzicato link, right here.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

S'wonderful.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Dear Skated,

 

I have added another roller rink to my list:  Epic Rollertainment.  The wonderfulness of the thing is that it is practically brand new- opened just two years ago!  Yes, it filled me with hope too.  Maybe the revolution is coming after all....

 

I have been expanding my notions of what a place to skate is-  Inspired by Chicks in Bowls, some pals and I tried the skatepark, with its terrifyingly fast skateboarders.  I was fortunate, there were only a few fast skateboarders, and they didn't even gawk at my clumsy, aged skating.  Those boys were real princes about keeping their opinions to themselves!  

 

Tennis courts I have skated on, at least when the Racketed and Serious Tennis Playing People are not in them, and basketball courts, too.  

 

A few days ago, I used a perversely large parking lot, at night, inspired by the notion of Dave Hickey's; that one is either a Pirate* or a Farmer.

 

What do I have on my wish list of places to skate?  Big Box Stores.  Have you seen those polished floors?!  Whoa nelly!  It's the season for wishing, and so I wish you well in your scofflawing schemes, your roller skating, and anything else you have an itch to try.

 

 

 

 



 

 

Enjoy this film featuring some of the Moxi Skate team skating all over the places we don't yet dare to try our wheels on! 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 * Pirates use parking lots at night, or anytime they want to, and they don't use them for parking cars. The security car drove right by me, did the vehicular equivalent of a double take, and then drove on, probably shaking their head in amazement.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Accessory.



 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Dear Connoisseurs,

 

Take a look at these fine socks made by Antipast.  They are socks, but speak of  these delicate knits as stockings.  Hand washing them is a real pleasure, because they are so fine, and so well designed visually.  They are also luxurious, and by that I mean that springing for a 30 dollar pair of socks is a treat, but it isn't one you have to save up for years to indulge in.  I like to get a pair or two every year or so, and when I do, they really shame most of the rest of my sock drawer residents.  Find them here and there* and when you find a shop that has them, you will notice that they are a marker species:  You will like what these stockists have in their Hats, Coats, Gloves, Handbags, and Clothing departments as well.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

PS  Another company that makes socks to dote on is Polder.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

* Bird, Barney, Twig, A mano, Ped, Anaïse, Mon.  

 

 

 

 

 

 

Dandy Candy Canes

Dear Tree-Trimmers,

Enjoy this film showing how the striped and ubiquitous candy cane is made:

Here is another video, of a more commercial supplier of candy cane.

Want to make your own?  It is fun, and it is daring and adventurous, so what would stop you?  Here is a link to a recipe to try.

Melons & Pots.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Crash Club

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 Crashed Aeroplane,

John Singer Sargent, Gouache &Watercolor, 1918

Imperial War Museum, London.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Dear Troubled Mind, 

 

 

I was listening to some people I hardly know, strangers, chance encounters really.  They had all kinds of sorrows;  I wanted to pack them up for them, and I had only "oh!" and "I'm so sorry" as salve.  Which isn't much.

 

Laurie Anderson mentioned on the radio joining a crash club.  In this club you tell about your crash until it bores even you, until the story loses its power, its energy. 

 

Let's meet here anytime, it will be our own little virtual crash club, for the emotional accidents, for falling out of love, or falling out of favor, or landing hard any old place.  Bring your struggles, your mishaps, your heartbreaks, your deaths, and we will tell the story until our ears bleed together.