Wednesday, April 22, 2009
THRIFT STORE CAVALCADE
More pretty colors, bizarre ideas, and true wisdom from the thrifts. Better that Barnum's American Museum.
I would have totally checked out this book on "library day" back in grade school. Thrilling to the adventures of rock-em-sock-em paleontologists who spared no expense in finding the fabled coelacanth. Goosebumps. I was, and still am, a nerd.
My new catch phrase: dog plate. As in, Dude, that's so dog plate.
Vintage balls. Soooooo dog plate.
Game night, 1973 style. And you thought the seventies were all about boring coke snorting and wife swaps. Screw that, we're rocking the backgammon, mo-fo!
I smell a lawsuit. Which came first, the DC Cab or this LP? And if I'm not mistaken...
You can totally see Conway's Twitty. "Mr. T" indeed!
pretty. Looks like a crystal matrix table to me.
The bubonic plague never looked so jaunty. Why am I thinking Chuckles ?
Either it's the greatest most mind-blowing paradigm shifting book ever written or it isn't.
Wild horses in love. The painting. You can now die happy. Dog plate.
Monday, April 06, 2009
WHO WOULD WATCH THAT?
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