tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1473278414225275812024-02-18T22:16:35.336-05:00The Happy Badger: Observations of a Suburban Curb-ShopperAnonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09442829126409606665noreply@blogger.comBlogger96125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-147327841422527581.post-18704833102608306742016-11-29T11:25:00.000-05:002016-11-29T11:25:20.956-05:00Decoupaging the Past: WWIIHow's your week going? Mine is best embodied by a moment this past Saturday at a craft fair in Tarrytown's Patriot Park. A boy--an Ecuadorian immigrant's kid no more than 10 years old--was about to buy a $2 ($1 for him, cuz he's a kid) resin magnet of Elvis Costello. <br />
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Just as I was smiling, "Now THAT'S a cool kid," he dropped Costello and insisted on buying the one of John Hinkley Jr. holding a shotgun. <br />
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His mother shrugged and handed over a wrinkled dollar, my happy little customer skipped away, and I had what could be classified as a public meltdown. <br />
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So, I keep making Art. Or Craft. <em>Whatever</em>. Among other things, WWII (the good, the bad, and the very ugly) has been on my mind, so I started by chopping up a damaged LIFE Magazine celebrating the 30th anniversary of the end of WWII and made magnets using clear resin squares and rectangular jeweler's glass.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Ah, WWII: Pinup girls, factory girls, bombers, vengeance, defiance.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">But don't worry about that right now.... SOLD</td></tr>
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Action Comics #1, reprint. SOLD</td></tr>
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I'll show you what else I've been making in a minute. Remember, Friends, keep using your body, your mind, your voice, and your hands.<br />
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Copyright 2016, Tanya MonierAnonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09442829126409606665noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-147327841422527581.post-68588595187808050972016-11-17T14:30:00.001-05:002016-11-20T08:37:16.085-05:00Generations of Hustle<span style="font-size: large;">So. Malfoy just won The Hunger Games, in part because nobody really likes know-it-all Hermione. </span><br />
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The reactions of people close to me got me thinking that maybe it's a good time (maybe it's a bad time) for a refresher about where we come from. <br />
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Yousef Moun-<em>aye</em>-er (an alternative transliteration of the Arabic name that captures the sound a bit better than the Frenchy looking "Monier"--roughly translated, the name means "Someone Who Radiates Light") was raised in <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Qatana" target="_blank"><span style="color: blue;">Qatana</span>,</a> an Ottoman garrison and dust-dry village some 20 miles west of Damascus. Talk about a dead-end existence. Yousef, a Catholic, was built like a grizzly, which made him a target for threats and abuse from the local Muslim forces. Aged 12, Yousef, all by his lonesome, decided to take what I like to call "One Big Risk" and run away to make his fortune in "Amreeka."<br />
His journey--which crossed the Mediterranean Sea, France, and the Atlantic ocean--took years. He stowed away on an ocean liner, and when discovered, cleaned and hauled stuff around the ship for food.<br />
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What no one told this grizzly of a boy, however, is that "Amreeka" is a big place, two continents actually. His ship docked smack between both. Teenage Yousef decided to head north to his Land of Freedom. Illegally. Working for a traveling Mexican circus. I used to pretend that this meant he was a performer. My dad had to convince me that his dad had not swung from the flying trapeze as the circus paraded across the U.S. border. Yousef had been behind the parade, sweeping up the animals' droppings. Especially memorable were the elephants.<br />
"But, it was a different time to enter as an illegal immigrant!" some argue. Yes it was. It was the time of the Chinese Exclusion Act, Tammany Hall, and of lynching blacks in town squares. <br />
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In a fit of racist, disillusioned pique, thirteen-year-old me once used the words that the mean kids used on me and around me: "So, we didn't come through Ellis Island or anything? I'm the granddaughter of a <em>towelhead wetback</em>?"<br />
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My dad stared me down so that I held my breath. Then he released a rueful little chuckle. "Yes, I guess your Jiddo was a towelhead wetback. And he had <em>hustle.</em>"<br />
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He started school in blond-and-blue-eyed Grand Rapids Michigan speaking "Arabish." He had a lisp, too. He spent so much time with the speech therapist that he became interested in linguistics, but that wouldn't pay the bills. So, being the first in his family to finish college, he became a dentist and spent the rest of his career pushing tongues out of the way. <br />
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During his one trip to "The Old Country," he married a gorgeous, multi-lingual, huge-hearted, highly cultured woman from Damascus whose grammar, syntax, and accent he relentlessly corrected for the next twenty years. But when civil war broke out in Lebanon in the 1970s, swallowing my mother's siblings and children into the vortex of violence, he stepped up and sponsored them. All of them. We called our house "The Hotel Monier."<br />
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Mom and Dad helped those refugees to become American. They and their kids are blue collar workers, real estate agents, daycare owners, teachers, lawyers, pharmacists, and physicians. My dad, son of an illegal immigrant, is responsible for the existence of nearly forty US citizens, if you count the wives, children, and grandchildren of those who passed through our home on their way to the American Dream. If that ain't hustle, nothing is.<br />
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I don't speak Arabic in part because my older sisters and my father always insisted that "We are ONLY AMERICAN," and in part because it was easier to go blank and glazed when relatives spoke Arabic to me. Easier to insist, "I'm just an American."<br />
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Except, unlike my sisters, I couldn't pass for one. Except my body, face, and hair were at best "exotic" and at worst were mocked by the rich white kids at school as belonging to a "sand nigger," "camel jockey," "gorilla," "Afro Queen," and "terrorist." I learned to take on the bullies by biting and scratching back--literally and figuratively. I fell, again and again, into self-loathing and depression. I read novels too advanced for my age and drew portraits of my favorite lilly-white British New Wave pop stars. I learned history, French, and German. I grappled other "freaks" and outsiders to my soul, badgered the shy immigrant kids into friendship. I traveled and taught. <br />
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Today, I seek ways to remind others of the need for compassion, for empathy, for vigilance...for each other and for our future.<br />
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Copyright 2017, Tanya MonierAnonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09442829126409606665noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-147327841422527581.post-71612621382538017752016-11-07T13:02:00.000-05:002016-11-07T13:11:52.308-05:00Closing Time...Here we are on the eve of a spectacularly intense election, one that promises a break from everything that has come before, and I have changes to report, too.<br />
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My <a href="http://the-happy-badger.blogspot.com/2013/09/sowhy-happy-badger.html" target="_blank"><span style="color: blue;">Prince of the Forest</span></a> was given notification that his office in New York is closing three years earlier than expected. His choices are to leave a company he loves and has been loyal to for 18 years, or he can be assigned to one of the company's two other offices: Princeton, New Jersey, or Rennes, France. The company is based in California, as were we once upon a time, but California is not an option. As Semisonic's 1998 strangely liquor-loving ode to birth goes, "You don't have to go home, but you can't stay here."<br />
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Median House Price: that would be $750,000<br />
Median Property Taxes: $16,000<br />
Public Schools: Freaking phenomenal, naturally<br />
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Let's be honest: we'll all be fine in Princeton. Maybe I'll find a few secret weirdos to bond with. But it's expensive--even for a Westchester resident of 18 years--and, frankly, none of us really feel drawn to this, even the Badgerettes, who only find consolation in the fact that we could come back for Sleepy Hollow and Tarrytown's brilliant Halloween parties and parades.<br />
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So, how about the other contender for new, permanent home for this American Badger?<br />
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<span style="font-size: large;"><strong>Rennes, France</strong></span><br />
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Population: about 250,000<br />
Median House Price: 300,000 Euros (right now, that's like $350,000)<br />
Median Property Taxes: 3,000 Euros (but they'll hit us up for more in other ways)<br />
Public Schools: some of the finest in the world, thank you<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Anywhere we go will feature Tudor Style buildings,<br />
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University of Rennes: 26,000 students specializing in science, tech, and the humanities. My kind of folks.<br />
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Rennes is the capitol city of Brittany, the Silicon Valley of La Belle France...without the Silicon Valley real estate prices. It's home to huge numbers of English speaking expatriates, and it's considered one of the most welcoming places in France for foreigners to live. (Once upon a time, I lived in Paris, and I can't imagine a less welcoming place--and I did live in NYC, so I'm not throwing uninformed shade.)<br />
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Did I mention that I'm fairly fluent in French? Oh, I make an ass of myself regularly, but I can clown like Jerry Lewis at the drop of a hat, so it usually turns out ok.<br />
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Interestingly, the Badgerettes (especially #1) are down for adventure. Both are happily playing French language games on Babbel these days, in anticipation of a future in which they'll need to parle that stuff. Even The Prince is learning office talk in French, mostly along the lines of "Je voudrais une biere."<br />
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You get the point: I'd rather raise French girls than Jersey girls, and they'd rather be French girls than Jersey girls (even the Prince).<br />
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Fingers crossed, for America and for us. Some of my toes are crossed, too. I hope we all get what is best for our future. I'll keep you updated.<br />
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And I leave you with more one-hit-wonder lyrics from Semisonic:<br />
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So gather up your jackets, move it to the exits<br />
I hope you have found a friend.<br />
Closing time, every new beginning comes<br />
From some other beginning's end.<br />
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Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09442829126409606665noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-147327841422527581.post-43260946918650362192016-10-18T16:47:00.000-04:002016-10-18T17:23:19.086-04:00Halloween Favorite: Do-it-yourself Centaur CostumeThis DIY project is the all-time winner of The Happy Badger. My thanks to Mama Beja. Check out what else she can do at <a href="http://www.houzz.com/pro/thezentoolbox/the-zen-toolbox" target="_blank"><span style="color: blue;"><b>The Zen Toolbox</b></span></a>. So without much ado, I share it again.<br />
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(Remember, if you're going to do this project for Halloween, best to get started early!)<br />
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This Greek myth themed costume is<strong> for the ambitious and/or Advanced Level Crafter</strong>.<br />
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It calls for a lot of time, ingenuity, and effort...and better directions than I'm going to offer here. But if you can pull it off, like Santa Barbara's own Mama Beja did, you and your kid are gonna become the stuff of local legend.<br />
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<strong><span style="font-size: large;">For this project, you will need the following:</span></strong><br />
A Walker with wheels<br />
A horse-colored blanket (you know what I mean)<br />
Straight-haired wig/ponytail extension... in color complementary to blanket<br />
Pillow stuffing<br />
Heavy duty needle and thread<br />
Thin cardboard, and lots of it<br />
Long-sleeved t-shirt of same color as blanket<br />
Twin sheet in white<br />
Large sheets of paper to make pattern...or wing it, whatever<br />
Straight pins<br />
Laurel wreath, horns, or whatever head accessories you see fit<br />
Matching boots (optional)<br />
Pleather or leather scraps for hooves (optional)<br />
A stronger ability to sew than I have...<br />
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<strong>Step 1: Chimera orientation</strong><br />
Get that walker. Set up the height to correspond to your child's backside, as the walker will become the backside of the centaur. Wheels go to the back, so that your centaur's back legs will roll behind him or her.<br />
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<strong>Step 2: Legs, legs, legs!</strong><br />
Slice about 12 inches off one side of twin sheet. Wrap sheet around other two legs and affix. Once toga is draped on your centaur, these legs will be effectively camouflaged.<br />
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Good luck with this part. I recommend that you play with the paper and/or play with the fabric and pins to see how to connect the rear to the hips <em>before</em> you start stitching.<br />
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<strong>Step 5: Come Together</strong><br />
You may well be asking, "How does my kid get in to this thing?" Here's what I know: Attach the leftover blanket piece back to the already-dressed walker, leaving a hole for your young hero to crawl in from underneath. The flap can be attached with safety pins to the brown long-sleeved t-shirt and pants.<br />
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<strong>Step 6: Final Touches</strong><br />
Riordan's characters might get huffy about mixing Roman and Greek elements, but the best way to pull this horse-human look together is <em>a toga, </em>so drape that sheet carefully to achieve maximum leg coverage and movement. Top with a laurel wreath.<br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">If you actually finish this project, YOU will deserve a laurel wreath, not just your suddenly quadrupedal kid.</span><br />
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Apollo cranked up the sun on this kid to indicate his approval.</td></tr>
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"Will the Happy Badger or the Badgerettes be centaurs this year?" you ask.<br />
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Umm, no. The Badgerettes are more inspired by the natural phenomenon that is my BedHead than by mythology, so they're going as flowers, and I'm going to go as a six-foot tall, white-puff-head Dandelion.<br />
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Happy Halloween!<br />
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Copyright 2014, Tanya MonierAnonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09442829126409606665noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-147327841422527581.post-71948514623039020242016-05-04T13:08:00.000-04:002016-05-04T13:08:37.846-04:00Keeping the Passed Present with Allison GilbertI haven't written much in the last year. To be honest, I've been busy at the gym, contributing to global warming by burning off my hibernation reserves. This doesn't mean that I haven't been making and selling things aplenty. I have been a busy, and happy, badger. I'm very happy indeed to talk about a book that my crafts are featured in, <em>twice!</em><br />
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For a Sacramento girl, it's a brave new world indeed to bring me into contact with Emmy-award-winning CNN journalist and writer <a href="http://allisongilbert.com/" target="_blank"><span style="color: blue;">Allison Gilbert</span></a>. <br />
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I first met Allison at the <a href="http://the-happy-badger.blogspot.com/2014/05/hustle-pt-3-wear-it-but-dont-bear-it.html" target="_blank"><span style="color: blue;">Wear It, But Don't Bear It</span></a> fundraiser I put together at Tarrytown's <a href="mailto:W@tercooler">W@tercooler</a>. I just knew her as a generous friend of Jenifer Ross, and one of the many locals who came out to help two girls who lost their mother through domestic violence.<br />
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When Allison contacted me again, it was to ask me for help with her new project: a book that listed ways to honor and keep present the spirits of loved ones who have died.<br />
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Initially, I feared it would be a grim undertaking. But like Allison herself, the result is a thoughtful, heartfelt, and surprisingly upbeat book of practical tips, crafts, and artists' work.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://www.amazon.com/Passed-Present-Keeping-Memories-Loved/dp/1580056121/ref=asap_bc?ie=UTF8" target="_blank"><span style="color: blue;">Buy it on Amazon</span></a>!</td></tr>
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You should really buy the book, if not for you, then for someone you love. For now, I'll show you a little of what I did with Allison to merit two spots in <em>Passed and Present.</em><br />
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<strong>Memory Keeper</strong><br />
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Allison inherited a collection of her grandmother's recipe notebooks, which were packed with decades of glued-in magazine clippings (sometimes layered one atop the other) and her handwritten favorites, plus critical evaluations written in pen and pencil: "Excellent," "Very good," "So-So".... <br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">I love that "Recipes Of The Stars" card so, sooo much. See those little clippings <br />
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Allison wanted a way to see and display her grandmother's favorite recipes and her handwriting. Together, we chose three boxes--two small cigar boxes and one medium-sized, lidded wooden box that used to house some very fine wines. (I didn't drink the wines. I just get the boxes from a neighbor, who is a chef). Then I went to work to decoupage Allison's favorite images and recipes on each. The two small boxes went to Allison and her brother, each with a treasured recipe and Grandmother's handwritten note, "Allison's favorite" and "Jay's favorite" on the lid. The wine box, seen here, is also big enough to carry the rest of the recipe books.<br />
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<strong>Film Vases and Bowls</strong><br /><br />
The other commissioned project I made for Allison is a pair of objects made out of her family's old 8mm home movies. I've talked before about <a href="http://the-happy-badger.blogspot.com/2014/03/lets-play-with-shellac.html" target="_blank"><span style="color: blue;">making vases and bowls</span></a> out of film stock and movies that I pick up at tag sales and on eBay. <br />
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Allison made digital copies of all the 8mm movies she inherited--hooray for The Cloud, right?--then handed me the originals. <br />
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I had so many reels that I was able to make two pieces for her: one with a piece of redwood burl as the base, and one with a vibrant Greek ceramic coaster. 8mm is too narrow to make very tall pieces, but I think these turned out beautifully.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">The bowl is about 10 inches in diameter, and the vase is about 8 inches tall.<br />
I used water-based polyurethane on these, for a matte effect. Folks at<br />
Allison's book tour meetings, called "Memory Bashes," are pretty much <br />
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<em>Passed and Present</em> is selling well, and it's getting rave reviews in <em>People Magazine</em> and on The Huffington Post. Thank you, Allison, for this opportunity, and may your Memory Bashes all be awesome!<br /><br />
If you'd like to commission a box, bowl or vase, or pick out a pre-made film vase or decoupaged box (featuring old comics and cultural icons), contact me directly at <a href="mailto:tanyamonier@gmail.com">tanyamonier</a><a href="https://www.blogger.com/null">@gmail.com</a> or via Etsy, through my shop, <a href="https://www.etsy.com/shop/HappyBadgerInd?ref=search_shop_redirect" target="_blank"><span style="color: blue;">Happy Badger Industries</span></a>. <br />
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In a year of huge cultural losses, global (including but not at all limited to Bowie and Prince) and local (Tarrytown's <a href="http://the-happy-badger.blogspot.com/2014/03/hustle-pt-2-hanks-alley.html" target="_blank"><span style="color: blue;">Hank's Alley</span></a>, <a href="http://the-happy-badger.blogspot.com/2015/06/deal-tarrytowns-thrifty-squirrel.html" target="_blank"><span style="color: blue;">The Thrifty Squirrel</span></a>, and beloved <a href="http://www.watercoolerhub.com/" target="_blank"><span style="color: blue;">W@tercooler</span></a> all closed this year), I'm glad that I can do something to keep my own lost loves bright, encased in resin, literal and digital.<br />
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Till next time!<br />
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Welcome, welcome! I figure I'll introduce myself by retelling a little story about how the blog and business got its name. Enjoy! Tomorrow, I'll be sharing my Memory Keeper story about Allison Gilbert, wonderful woman and author of the new book (released today and on Amazon!) Passed and Present.<br />
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Please do visit the Etsy store, <a href="https://www.etsy.com/shop/HappyBadgerInd?ref=hdr_shop_menu" target="_blank"><b>Happy</b> <b>Badger</b> <b>Industries</b></a>.<br />
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So...Why "The Happy Badger"?<br />
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The answer to “Why the name?” is easier than “Why the whole curb-shopping thing?” so I’ll start with that.<br />
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The time: spring, 1998. The world still reeled from Princess Diana’s death, though it had occurred months earlier.<br />
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The place: Mainz, Germany. The town square flaunted a monumental banner advertising The Spice Girls’ movie, Spice World.<br />
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The moment: The man I loved, loved, loved had defied my cynical expectations and had moved from glorious Santa Barbara to gray Germany, to be with me. We were snuggling in my rented attic room. Its sloping ceiling, against which my lover always cracked his head when he sat up in bed, made Anne Frank’s attic look palatial.<br />
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At his suggestion, I had just finished reading Farley Mowat’s Never Cry Wolf.<br />
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In my romantic bliss, I recognized a kinship with “Angeline,” who excitedly, delightedly greeted her mate “George” every time they met, no matter how many or how few moments had passed since they parted.<br />
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“You remind me of George,” I murmured. “So strong and loving….Or, maybe you are a noble stag, like Bambi’s dad.”<br />
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My lover gave me a sidelong glance and a quick huff through his nose.<br />
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“Soooo…” I went fishing for a compliment. “What animal do I remind you of?”<br />
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No bites.<br />
“Um… hello?” No murmur now. “What animal do I remind you of?”<br />
Quiet thought crinkled the edges of his eyes.<br />
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I waited, eager to hear “wolf,” which surely would indicate that we were meant to be together forever. My ego demanded “hawk” or “lion,” something fearless and strong. But even felis catus would have pleased me. Yes, at that moment, I would have been mighty contented to be this man’s pet.<br />
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“Hmmm….” He hesitated a moment longer, then pronounced, “I think you’re a badger.”<br />
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Just as a general warning, Readers, never ever call your female lover “a badger.” I can guarantee that she will instantly become one. This warning goes double, triple, if your lover happens to have spent twenty-one of her twenty-five years on earth loving and studying and teaching the English language.<br />
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“I’m a WHAT?!! You DO know that “badger” is a VERB, right? And it’s NOT a GOOD verb! There are NO positive connotations associated with ‘badgering’ something! And,” I howled, “I’m tall! I’m not a damned badger!”<br />
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Literally and figuratively, I had my lover in a corner. He flushed but held his ground.<br />
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“I’m sure that a badger could be very sweet and loving when she’s happy—”<br />
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That “I’m sure” and that “could be” were directly responsible for at least fifteen extra minutes of shrieking, snarling, spitting rage.<br />
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But, bless him, my lover never fled me. And I didn’t kick him to the curb. To quote Charlotte Bronte, “Reader, I married him.” Truth be told, I am the Mr. Rochester in this relationship, and my husband is Jane Eyre.<br />
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It's 2013.<br />
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We live in Westchester County.<br />
People still grieve for the loss of Princess Diana. When I see the latest oversexualized princess of pop shake what her mama gave her, I grieve for the loss of the Spice Girls.<br />
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From time to time over our nearly fifteen years of marriage, I have thrown my husband's ridiculous pronouncement back in his face. I even tell the story to skittish lovers to assure them that they should hold steady and not take the wildly insensitive things our beloved says too much to heart.<br />
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My husband has never bowed to my pressure to find me another animal comparison, dammit. (That’s probably because he’s the noble Prince of the Forest, humph.)<br />
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But, what I find more astonishing is that all these years later, his choice makes sense. A hawk flies high and far, but it is an isolated, anti-social creature: not me. A lioness is pretty awesome, but she’s too often willing to share her mate with others: NOT me. I like to cuddle, but I am no one’s kitty cat. And, to be honest, those animals are happiest when they have blood on their beaks or teeth.<br />
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The fact is, now that I am a wife-mother-tutor-curb-shopper-upcycler-blogger, I am genuinely happy. I love my suburban den and my family with all my furry, mammalian heart. I will bristle from my curly hair to my hairy toes and snarl and spit at anything that threatens them. I love to trundle around from place to place, juggling socializing and isolating activities.<br />
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Turns out that I am, indeed, The Happy Badger.<br />
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Copyright 2013 Tanya Monier<a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/aw/d/1580056121/ref=mp_s_a_1_1?qid=1460517740&sr=8-1&pi=AC_SX236_SY340_FMwebp_QL65&keywords=passed+and+present+gilbert" target="_blank">http://www.amazon.com/gp/aw/d/1580056121/ref=mp_s_a_1_1?qid=1460517740&sr=8-1&pi=AC_SX236_SY340_FMwebp_QL65&keywords=passed+and+present+gilbert</a>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09442829126409606665noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-147327841422527581.post-27879858952458611152015-07-20T13:00:00.001-04:002015-07-20T15:26:48.393-04:00My Ear Problem, pt. 3: Needle<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">I'm going to get all testy for a paragraph or two. You just focus on <br />
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With the regular application of <a href="http://the-happy-badger.blogspot.com/2015/06/my-ear-pt-1-onion.html" target="_blank"><strong><span style="color: blue;">hot onion</span></strong></a>, <a href="http://the-happy-badger.blogspot.com/2015/07/my-ear-pt-2-brine.html" target="_blank"><span style="color: blue;"><strong>briney epsom salt baths</strong></span></a>, and the blessed passage of time, I'm experiencing more watercooler-type blubbling going on in my left ear every day now, which is good! No question about the goodness! Although along with healing comes fluid shifts in the ear that cause a tidal wave of vertigo from time to time! Also, (temporary, but significant) hearing loss! My ENT, <a href="http://www.entandallergy.com/doctor/jill-zeitlin-md" target="_blank"><span style="color: blue;">Dr. Jill Zeitlin</span></a>, said all of that with exclamation points, so I will, too! I need to say that if Dr. Zeitlin weren't so kind and decent and whip-smart, her waaay cheerful style might irk....<br />
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Since the first post about my Ear Problem, friends flooded me with suggestions, including more onion ideas--strap them to your feet and sleep with feet elevated-- and Bikram Hot Yoga. I've got restless legs when I sleep, so no, no thanks to foot onion.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">I'll let <a href="http://www.patheos.com/blogs/friendlyatheist/2014/10/19/pedi-cure-virus-eating-onions-on-your-feet-fight-illness-cleanse-your-blood-also-i-have-a-bridge-to-sell-you/" target="_blank"><strong><span style="color: blue;">The Friendly Atheist</span> </strong></a>put an end to further onion suggestions for me</td></tr>
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As for Bikram Hot Yoga: I live in New York and my air conditioner died juuuuust as the torturous summer heat kicked in, so I get to enjoy Bikram Hot Living for free. <br />
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No hot yoga. Sensitively Air Conditioned Yoga with a breeze that will keep me dry and refreshed? I will consider becoming a disciple of that.<br />
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But I did take one suggestion, and I am very glad I did. I got acupuncture. <br />
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After being clenched up for so long, I feared that I would need some radical intervention. Like THIS.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"> You coax, "But, just look at how calm Hellraiser's Pinhead is, Badger!"<br />
I say, "Yes, yes, I <em>can</em> see the appeal....I wonder if he does Bikram Hot Yoga?"<br />
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I'm not a total novice to acupuncture, but the last guy I visited a decade ago would check my pulse and look at my tongue, while asking detailed questions about my emotional state. Each time, he'd nod sagely (and I mean that as an insult) and serenely intone, "No need to tell me. I can see it all through your pulse and tongue." At what became my last session, I replied, "You tell me," to his question, "So, how are you feeling?" and he snarked, "Well, now WE KNOW how you're feeling!"<br />
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So, yeah, I'm cynical and jaded and a bit terrified of handing over money to someone who uses the Royal We when speaking.<br />
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Fortunately, I didn't let any of that stop me from visiting Hudson River Acupuncture, a community acupuncture venture which sits modestly on the ground floor of the Van Tassel Building on Beekman Avenue.<br />
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It doesn't look like a guru palace, inside or out. For me, that's a good thing.<br />
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First, I met Pat, who is there most weekdays. He took good notes and got me set up quickly.<br />
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It should be noted that my photo doesn't show that Pat has the intelligent, hugely dark eyes of News Hour's Jim Lehrer. <br />
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"Yes, but first (<em>sigh</em>, 21st century problems, Pat)...let me take a selfie."</div>
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Needles in head, face, jaw, ankles, knees, wrists. Now, time to relax.<br />
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I'm not the first person to say how weird it is to trust your body to a stranger who pokes needles into you then walks away. But weirder would be if he hung around wanting to chat, right?<br />
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My heart rate slowed and the heart palpitations I've been experiencing along with the Ear Problem (more or less permanently) subsided. Did it drain the ear? Eh, who knows? The pain did subside, and the effect lasted for days. If it's a legitimate treatment, hooray! If it's the placebo effect, bring it on!<br />
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By the end of our first session, I was ready to recommend them to you, all of you.<br />
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But before you pull out the needles, Pat, <em>sigh,</em> let me take a selfie....<br />
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Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09442829126409606665noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-147327841422527581.post-80351985365769722802015-07-01T15:20:00.003-04:002015-07-20T13:24:49.310-04:00My Ear Problem, pt. 2: BrineRound #3 of antibiotics is done now. I feel like my colon has left the building, if you know what I mean.<br />
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Even though my ear feels mostly decorative, my ENT assured me that my infection is gone. <br />
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"But how long is this congested feeling going to last?" I whined.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Badgerette #2 NAILED my I'm-holding-my-shoulder-to-my-ear-because-I'm-a-wounded-animal look. <br />
She's got a future as a wikiHow illustrator.</td></tr>
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"Oh, your <em>ear</em> is still <em>full</em> of fluid. Your hearing is going to get worse before it gets better, too. Yeah, that can last weeks, even months!" (Why so excited to relay this news, Doc?)<br />
<br />
"Ok, then I need you to put a tube in my ear."<br />
<br />
"Ha ha. No." She looked at my face. <br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Look into my Angry Oscar the Grouch eyes, Lady. I am dead serious.</td></tr>
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"<em>Noooo</em>. I'm not going to do it. You have really good hearing! I'm not going to cut your eardrum open."<br />
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"Well, then, someone better slap my ear with a cupped hand <em>right now</em>, because I can't sit around with a hot onion strapped to my head for weeks!"<br />
<br />
<span style="font-size: large;">I am taking my mostly decorative ear's fate into my own hands.</span><br />
<br />
And other hands.<br />
<br />
First, I've added massage to the mix<span style="color: blue;">. </span><span style="color: blue;">Susan Ward</span><span style="color: blue;">,</span> best darned massage therapist and instructor at the <a href="http://www.swedishinstitute.edu/staff-and-faculty" target="_blank"><span style="color: blue;">Swedish Institute</span></a>, worked on my neck and shoulders for an hour, teaching me about the tiny muscles in my neck that I've turned into steel cords and that could be cutting off the exit route for my ear fluids.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: blue;">Susan Ward</span>. Best darned massage therapist ever. I mean it.</td></tr>
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I felt loads better, especially when I got to lay facedown because massage tables have that hole that allows breathing better than my two pillow method.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Tribble with a perm.</td></tr>
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Sadly, Susan can't move in with me and work on my head and neck nonstop, so I'm now trying to remove the fluids from my ear through osmosis.<br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">That's right. I've gone Homeschool Science Class experimenty on myself. With SALT.</span><br />
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If you're older than 18 and have ever eaten a couple slices of pizza, you know how salt on the inside retains fluids. Soooo, salt on the <em>outside </em>should draw out fluids.... <br />
<br />
I didn't make this up. Lots of people online tout the wonders of salt baths. Dead Sea Salt. Epsom Salt. Mediterranean Salt. Dancers I know swear by it. Yadda yadda yadda. <br />
<br />
Thing is, I hate baths. I'm a power shower kind of girl.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Ahhh, energizing showers!</td></tr>
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I'm bored in the bathtub. And since I haven't been able to get more than 60% of me into a normal tub since I was twelve years old, I resent them for freezing parts of me that just want to be warm.<br />
<br />
But, whatever. If a salt bath helps to drain my ear fluids, awesome.<br />
<br />
And it hasn't been so bad. I got rather ambitious with the salts the first time...sorta Dead Sea bobbed around for a half an hour. Felt good.<br />
<br />
Also felt maybe two tiny burbles in my ear after, like the watercooler blubbing up when no one is near it.<br />
<br />
So, I did it again. Only, I used all the bath salts up last time, so I had to improvise.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Any reason to make a trip to the Trader....</td></tr>
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I wasn't sure I put in enough, though, so Badgerette #2 helped out by dumping the stoveside salt shaker in, too.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Badger Den now officially a low sodium meal provider</td></tr>
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Hot onion on one ear, brining away in the tub, I thought about adding a cup of celery to my diet every day because it's supposed to reduce fluid retention. <br />
<br />
<span style="font-size: large;">Then it hit me: I'm incrementally turning myself into a Thanksgiving turkey.</span><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Where's the peanut butter? Does sage have helpful medicinal properties, too?</td></tr>
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Bon Appetit!<br />
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Copyright 2015, Tanya MonierAnonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09442829126409606665noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-147327841422527581.post-61422052363910727922015-06-25T12:49:00.000-04:002015-07-20T13:25:03.876-04:00My Ear Problem, pt. 1: The Onion<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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If you're a mom with a good memory for the causes of your child's tears, you may remember that your little one got vaccinated for Hib, or <em>haemophilus influenzae: </em>twice. That said, the darned thing is still remarkably active<em> </em>in the elementary school scene. (Vaccinate the herd, People!) Both Badgerettes got pneumonia from it this late spring, and we parents--recipients of weeks of cough spray--developed bronchitis.<br />
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During Ineffective Antibiotic Courses 1 & 2, I coughed so much that I shot some of the evil directly into my ear. I sat up all Wednesday night, holding the left side of my head and trying to contain the exhausted, panicky fear that an artery was about to explode. <br />
<br />
The Prince of the Forest, who just a couple years ago lost 75% of his left ear's function in a case of <a href="http://www.nidcd.nih.gov/health/hearing/pages/sudden.aspx" target="_blank"><span style="color: blue;">sudden hearing loss</span>,</a> rushed me to our ENT. The doc took one look inside my ear and declared, "Yep, those ear fluids look pretty angry." Which is actually a good sign it's not sudden hearing loss.<br />
<br />
The doc informed me the that the first two antibiotics should kill every bug alive in my too-welcoming habitat... except <em>haemophilus influenzae:</em> "Thankfully, cephalosporins are effective, so I'm going to give you Omnicef....No, it's really going to be ok!"<br />
<br />
That last part was her responding to my sudden pained and perplexed expression, and I just nodded, not wanting to explain my two primary thoughts:<br />
<br />
1. OMNI? Was Alfaandomegacef deemed too long by the marketing team?<br />
2. Didn't Will Smith help a Cephalosporin to give birth in <em>Men in Black</em>?<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Spit-up coming in 3...2...1...</td></tr>
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As for popping yet another antibiotic: sigh... ok, let's stock up on Fage yogurts and refrigerated probiotics and get this intestine-wrecking party started.<br />
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Three days of suffering followed. I made 35 Google searches regarding "stop ear congestion pain." I suspected that if I searched just one more variation, I would get this message: "Greetings, Badger! Your persistence has paid off. Here is the secret recipe for relief that we don't give to those who made 34 or fewer Google searches on the same topic!"<br />
<br />
I even tried <a href="http://www.wikihow.com/Relieve-Ear-Congestion" target="_blank"><span style="color: blue;"><strong>WikiHow's suggestions</strong></span></a>:<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">First of all, Look at that picture! I look so much like that illustration, it's eerie.</td></tr>
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Wiki suggestion 1: Try gravity. Bounce your head around. Sleep face down.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">I almost capsized doing this simple move.</td></tr>
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Take a nap? That's a gift, not medical treatment!</div>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">If you are older than 4 months and no longer have a hard button of a nose, <br />
I recommend a 2 pillow arrangement so that breathing may continue <br />
uninterrupted during your nap.</td></tr>
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Wiki suggestion 2: wash out your nose with a Bedouin goat's bladder of water. </div>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Under normal circumstances, I'd have no problem with washing out my nose. <br />
BUT, this WILL shoot more crud into your ear, Infection Sufferer. Just say no.</td></tr>
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Wiki suggestion #3: Futz around with your ear. Chew gum. Yawn.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">None of that will work, and you'll have tried it a million times before resorting to WikiHow, <br />
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Finally, I caved and went crowd-sourcing on Facebook.<br />
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<em><span style="font-size: large;">Ok. It's been 3 days with brutal ear infection. I'm on antibiotics. Anyone have solid advice on reducing clogged/swollen sensation taking over half my head? Thanks in advance.</span></em><br />
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This is when I discovered that Facebook Friends are sassier than I expected:<br />
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<em><span style="font-size: large;">You could hold an apple in your left hand and a spatula in your right while standing on your right foot and stick out your tongue as far as it will go. Then, grab a kiddo, have them snap a photo of you doing it, post it on FB and then we will all feel better.</span></em><br />
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Another Friend suggested heating half an onion and holding it to my ear. I thought <em>whaaaa...? No....</em><br />
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Then, more Friends suggested the same. I was sure that I was being pranked--I mean, who doesn't want to see a picture of a friend holding an onion up to her ear? It sounds like the MOST obvious choice for satirical rag <em><a href="http://www.theonion.com/" target="_blank"><span style="color: blue;">The Onion</span></a></em>.<br />
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Then I noticed that the majority of Pro-Onion Friends were German or German-culture-lovin'. It dawned on me that the suggestion was sincere. Germans like "natural" treatments. <a href="http://the-happy-badger.blogspot.com/2013/09/sowhy-happy-badger.html" target="_blank"><span style="color: blue;">In 1997, as a visiting American Literature lecturer in Mainz, Germany</span></a>, I had a terrible sinus infection. My ENT proudly informed me that my medicines were made with "extract of ananas--ahhh, <em>pine...apple?</em> Und <em>pine</em> resin!" All I wanted was extract of moldy bread, but I gave the double pine treatment a try. <br />
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<em>Didn't work</em>. My first two full German sentences were, "Heute, mein schleim ist dunkel braun" (Today, my mucus is dark brown) and "Mein Got, John Denver ist tot!" (My God, John Denver is dead!) Physically and emotionally, the autumn of 1997 was a traumatic time.<br />
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Back in 2015: One more day of pain and I asked the Prince to heat up an onion.<br />
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<span style="font-size: large;"><strong>Rule #1 of Onion Treatment</strong>: Be specific with your onion-heater. I was not, and The Prince wanted to be thorough, so he nuked it for one full minute. Even wrapped in a napkin, the tender edge of my ear was flash steamed.</span><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">It's not so bad a week later, but you can still make out the pink burn.</td></tr>
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Twenty minutes later, I put that hot onion against my ear again. As a dear friend noted, I do look optimistic, which indicates how very desperate I felt. This being the 21st century, I posted the pics and waited for the online giggles. I did not wait long.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">My favorite FB comment: "Can you hear the Farmer's Market?"</td></tr>
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What did I feel, laying there with hot onion on my ear? Deeply comforted, like a warm, silent vacuum was pulling my ear back to normal. I immediately Googled famous quotes about onions: <br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">Life is like an onion. You peel it off one layer at a time, and sometimes you weep. (Carl Sandburg)</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">Oh Carl, you're so right. In fact, Life is like a bag of onions: it's surprisingly heavy, and it stinks.</span><br />
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I drifted away into a reverie of warm calm, not even minding that I smelled like a roasted chicken in the early stages of doneness....I recalled how much I loved Louis Sachar's novel <em>Holes. </em>(Don't watch the movie, the book is so much better.) <br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Onions: not just a metaphor, a significant element of the plot!</td></tr>
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My German-ish Friends rejoiced, "YEAH YEAH YEAH!!!! Onions are magical!!!!!!" (Agreed; and along those lines, have you read <em>Holes</em>?). <br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">Although hot onion treatment did <em>absolutely nothing </em>to clear the congestion in my ear, it may be <strong>The Perfect Warm Compress</strong>.</span> <br />
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I loved its ability to retain warmth so much that, the next day, I strapped a napkin-wrapped onion to my head with a child's belt and took a nap on the sofa. Upon waking and looking at myself in the mirror, I renamed myself.<br />
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Call me Stevie Ray Vaugnion.<br />
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I thought I knew every good deal in Tarrytown--<a href="http://the-happy-badger.blogspot.com/2014/03/hustle-pt-2-hanks-alley.html" target="_blank"><span style="color: blue;">Hank's Alley</span></a>, <a href="http://the-happy-badger.blogspot.com/2014/06/the-best-deal-in-town-clothing-closet.html" target="_blank"><span style="color: blue;">The Clothing Closet</span></a>, <a href="http://the-happy-badger.blogspot.com/2014/05/hustle-pt-4-trilogy-and-wear-it-but.html" target="_blank"><span style="color: blue;">Trilogy</span></a>, <a href="http://the-happy-badger.blogspot.com/2013/09/where-to-take-excess-pt-1.html" target="_blank"><span style="color: blue;">The Cherry Door</span></a>....but, NO! There's a new(ish) small mammal in town, and you've got to check it out:</div>
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Local Connector Friend Jeanne had been shouting from the rooftops about The Thrifty Squirrel, but the endless, brutal winter and devastating Pollen Apocalypse of spring made it too easy for me to delay checking it out. </div>
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Immediately after meeting up with The <a href="http://the-happy-badger.blogspot.com/2015/05/the-kindness-of-strangers.html" target="_blank"><span style="color: blue;">Kindest Strangers</span></a>, Marilyn and Marge, however, I felt all pumped up and took the stairs inside Hank's Alley to make the acquaintance of a fellow lover of good deals and The (Adjective) Furry Mammal names. It was a good decision.</div>
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The place is a bright and cozy den, with displays of linens, costume jewelry, and ceramics to keep you darting from corner to corner.</div>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">And look in the bowls on the table--$1 SCORES! I just kept pawing through this basket.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Look behind displays and you get MORE DISPLAY! Vintage gloves and hankies...</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">I bought an excellent chunk of colorful jasper ($3!) for a kid named Jasper...<br />
but it seems that a Badgerette has squirrelled it away for herself....sigh.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">This is THE place for fabric, linens, and accessory lovers.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">The only place everyone is welcome to blurt out, "Hey, check out that rack!"</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Excellent quality and good prices. I don't ask for more than that.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">The squirrel has lots of Mid-century, but I still harbor a crush on Mission.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Lots and lots and lots of inexpensive, high-quality jewelry...</td></tr>
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Mercedes and Katy both know the good stuff when they see it, and they want you to take it home for a very reasonable price. <br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Stop by! Katy and Mercedes will raise your spirits, even if they have to use vintage toys to do so.</td></tr>
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copyright 2015, Tanya MonierAnonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09442829126409606665noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-147327841422527581.post-68055771403545236482015-06-08T14:30:00.000-04:002015-06-08T23:50:13.183-04:00Waiting for the Barbarians: Philadelphia Punk Rock Flea Market <span style="font-size: large;">Yesterday was the day I was prepping for all winter: Philadelphia's Punk Rock Flea Market.</span><br />
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I hoped to sell at least $500 worth of stuff, including all my Playboy coasters and new Playboy Vargas Girl Box Shrine, which I made in one long night instead of the yebra (Syrian style grape leaves) that Badgerette #1 requested for Family Heritage Day at her school. <br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Let's be clear: I did not bring the shrine to school as an example of family heritage.</td></tr>
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I felt insecure about my Punk Rock credentials, though, a feeling that was hilariously reinforced by a childhood friend, <em>Otaku USA</em> editor <a href="http://www.i-m.co/jingi7/PatrickMaciasTest1/" target="_blank"><span style="color: blue;">Pat Macias</span></a>, who--just two days before the market--posted this <a href="https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dJoo7Tgjr8U" target="_blank"><span style="color: blue;">90s commercial "Punk CD"</span></a> on Facebook.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dJoo7Tgjr8U" target="_blank"><span style="color: blue;">I was in tears by the time these two listed "Hey Now" by Crowded House. </span></a></td></tr>
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<a href="https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dJoo7Tgjr8U" target="_blank"></a>I reposted it and burst into giggly tears again when my friend Guy quipped, "Thought it was a joke till I heard 'Huey Lewis'...Legit."<br />
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Pat didn't attach my name to the original post, so maybe I was being overly sensitive, like that person who panics when someone in a crowd shouts, "Hey, YOU!" But even in my teen Death Rocker days, Pat called me "the Camp Counsellor," a name I deserved because I was actually a very good girl... and because I wore red plaid flannel shirts to bed, so I looked the part, too.<br />
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But, Pat, answer this: Does a Hustler need to BE a punk to sell the goods to punks?<br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">On the off chance my punk creds were questioned, though, I wore the most punk rock shirt I owned: Radiolab "Apocalyptical: Dinos De Los Muertos." </span><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Cuz <em>nothing</em> says Punk Rock like NPR.<br />
<a href="https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=K52vD4WBdLw" target="_blank"><span style="color: blue;">Watch the show here!</span></a></td></tr>
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As with the Trenton Avenue Street Fair, Jonelle and I drove for three hours to arrive just in time to throw our goods out for perusal. By opening time at 10:00 am, we were sweaty, but mostly ready.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Evidence of my OCD Winter of Craft: I needed more space!</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Jonelle made seriously brilliant stuff for the sale. <a href="https://www.etsy.com/shop/FREELoadApparel?ref=pr_shop_more" target="_blank"><span style="color: red;">Check out her store</span></a>.</td></tr>
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And, just like at Trenton Ave, there were so many people in attendance at the Punk Rock Flea Market that I had to fight some feelings of agoraphobia.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Wanna find our stall? Look against the far wall, to the left of the big banner. We were between the small yellowish square thing and that black box thing, right under the huge wall fan, which blew delightful air right over us to the secondhand clothing sellers crew wearing the fishnet stockings. But we did get the noise of the fan, so that was something.</td></tr>
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<span style="font-size: large;">Two hours in, I had gotten many enthusiastic and sincere compliments on my work, but I'd only sold $23... of magnets, naturally. My part of the table, gas, and road tolls alone totalled $80+, so I was on the verge of real tears, perhaps realizing too late that punk rockers have budget issues like the rest of us. </span><br />
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Then suddenly, sales started to happen.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Emma here took home my Bowie box</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">May your spirit fly with Wonder Woman, Amy!</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">This young lady couldn't resist my box of Liza in <em>Cabaret...</em></td></tr>
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I did a little dance at 1:15pm, when I reached $150 in sales and realized that I would end up in the black after all (never got to $500, but no tears). Although I had to drop prices like a reverse auctioneer to make it happen, the sales kept coming.<br />
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<tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEivTkZ35Y__seSAKFTj0LJTSoBwva1foQH9angyts-YlUIwMr08CKBgOBsd6YaiCKWi-2OgFK87T3vrLZ1J_72sg1x7A-S8nKt7Hs16T-Lh-4_ikxuOD3rySPudE26JN6W3YzzYgYv5JLsk/s1600/punk+love.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEivTkZ35Y__seSAKFTj0LJTSoBwva1foQH9angyts-YlUIwMr08CKBgOBsd6YaiCKWi-2OgFK87T3vrLZ1J_72sg1x7A-S8nKt7Hs16T-Lh-4_ikxuOD3rySPudE26JN6W3YzzYgYv5JLsk/s400/punk+love.jpg" width="225" /></a></td></tr>
<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Just put the box on a shelf, Dear Girl, and no one will see <br />
that I messed up and put the back page on upside down, the sad result of finally <br />
getting HBO and watching John Oliver while working.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Natalie, another vendor, leaped on this 1969 <em>LIFE Magazine </em>cigar box purse with <br />
Samsonite handle. Bonus: it totally matches her outfit!</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Robert, adorably sweat-free in this blazing hot warehouse, took two boxes <br />
(Spider-man and Wonder Woman) plus this WW votive for his dining table.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Gorgeous Anna here took home Wonder Woman "Welcome to My Nightmare," <br />
my most difficult glass decoupage piece. Treat it with love, Anna; it can do magic.</td></tr>
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There were down times throughout the day and too quiet a crowd when the nearest stall stopped blasting the psychobilly (My Favorite is The Cramps). There were times I got distracted from my sales mission, too, like when I tried to make a love connection between sweet Dan here and a gorgeous Irish girl from Wexford who's travelling around the world.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Remember, Dan, just write. The Man in Black wasn't brilliant every moment, either.<br />
Trust the revision process.</td></tr>
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Ziggy Stardust sold. Iggy Pop sold. The Clash sold. The Ramones sold. AC/DC sold. The Rolling Stones sold. Nirvana sold. Vintage Romance Comics sold. So did Frank Sinatra, and Sammy Davis, Jr., and Star Trek, and Cher. But Playboy DID NOT SELL. Not one thing. Bunch of Puritanical punks, you Philly folks who've left me with yet another kind of <a href="http://the-happy-badger.blogspot.com/2015/05/my-playboy-problem.html" target="_blank"><span style="color: blue;">Playboy problem</span></a>...overstock.<br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">For many hours yesterday, no matter what people bought (or didn't buy) one item caught everyone's attention: The Freddie Mercury Lightswitch Cover.</span> <br />
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In a sad parallel to Freddie's real life, every shopper pointed at, picked up, and inappropriately touched it. But no one was willing to make a commitment to him... until this lovely girl heard me despair for poor Freddie Lightswitch and bought it on the spot. She didn't even bargain.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Dear Lovely Girl: don't be too surprised if you get a virus from this kiss. <br />
I mean, <em>a hell of a lot</em> of hands touched Freddie yesterday.</td></tr>
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In the last hour, from 4-5pm, I went into full Carnival Barker mode, yelling to passers-by, "C'mon over here and fall in love with something! I'll name a price that you'll love, too! You'll buy it, take it home, and be smiling in your sleep tonight, knowing you got the best deal ever!"<br />
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I think I startled Jonelle with my vehemence, but I wanted to make another hundred in sales. And I did. Anyway, I've been doing shameless things to make sales since I was thirteen and Little Mamacita let me dress <em>like this</em> for a St. George Melkite Church bake sale in Sacramento's Country Club Mall.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Several Old Man Mall Walkers lewdly offered Pull My Tail.<br />
I enjoyed retorting, "I'm THIRTEEN, Mister!" every single time.</td></tr>
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I was back home and in bed before midnight, wearing my flannel jammies and sleepily debating with <a href="http://the-happy-badger.blogspot.com/2013/09/sowhy-happy-badger.html" target="_blank"><span style="color: blue;">The Prince of the Forest</span></a> what really constitutes "Punk." If I am to judge by the patches the flea market kids pinned to their spiked leather jackets, then Rush, those venerable Canadians, are punk. <br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=auLBLk4ibAk" target="_blank"><span style="color: blue;">Tom Sawyer</span></a>, dude! </td></tr>
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(Take that, Pat.) If Punk means body modification and tattoos, then half the mothers I know in Westchester, one of the richest counties in the USA, are punks. If Punk means dyeing your hair blue or purple, then a decent percentage of America's high school cheerleaders are now punk. If Punk means expressing deep alienation from a society that demeans and abuses you and holds your intellect and abilities in contempt, then ALL the mothers I know are Punks. Fight the Power, Mamas!<br />
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I think punks and other supposed social oddities have always been those who wear their hearts on their sleeves. The toughest punk I saw at the Trenton Avenue Fair proudly marched along the artists' stalls behind his pig-tailed daughter who was driving her electric pink Cadillac and blasting Katy Perry's "Eye of the Tiger," a craft beer in one heavily tattooed hand, his daughter's dripping pink ice cream cone in the other.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">I enjoyed the moment too much to take a photo, so I drew it for you.</td></tr>
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Copyright 2015, Tanya MonierAnonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09442829126409606665noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-147327841422527581.post-20705812401612363672015-05-27T13:34:00.003-04:002015-06-08T17:17:06.054-04:00My Playboy Problem<span style="font-size: large;">About a year ago, I bought 14 copies of 1960s and 1970s <em>Playboy</em>, which I found moldering on a shelf at my favorite second-hand shop, Tarrytown's </span><a href="http://the-happy-badger.blogspot.com/2014/03/hustle-pt-2-hanks-alley.html" target="_blank"><span style="color: blue; font-size: large;">Hank's Alley</span></a><span style="font-size: large;">.</span><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">A few I haven't chopped up yet.</td></tr>
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<span style="font-size: large;">As I forked over a modest amount of green, Hank winked at me, "You'll make your money back on these, Honey." </span><br />
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See, at the time, I told Hank, "I'm gonna resell these on eBay." Until I did some online research, I thought I'd get a decent return, turning a $30 investment into $300+. A few minutes' search proved me wrong. Turns out, horny 1960s and 70s college boys did a fine job of squirreling their naughty stash away, and they all want to unload now (pun intended, I guess.)<br />
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As I flipped through my new purchase, I also discovered that about half of my new <em>Playboy</em> collection was literally moldering, torn and water-damaged.<br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">After giggling and eye-rolling my way through the lot, I put a profitable plan into action.</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">I've made shrines to <em>Playboy</em>'s classic Vargas Girls...</span><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">"What kind of peace did you have in mind, Mr. Smith?" SOLD</td></tr>
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<span style="font-size: large;">...game boxes full of mischief...</span><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">I think the lambskin rug gives this box the right kind of sleezy swinging feel. SOLD</td></tr>
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<span style="font-size: large;">...and briefcases that bite the hand that feeds it.</span><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Interestingly, not sold...Learn more about this case <a href="http://the-happy-badger.blogspot.com/2015/02/littlest-sweat-shop-pt-2.html" target="_blank"><span style="color: blue;">here</span></a>. <br />
I'll gladly make a deal to get it out of my life and into yours...</td></tr>
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<span style="font-size: large;">I turned these kitschy coasters...</span><br />
<img class="CSS_LIGHTBOX_SCALED_IMAGE_IMG" height="225" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiSqvHcwBws1-y02GCzzlwz1I1JHadMJgRY6YnS19loQpetiURqElhD1jKlUqaUZe7_A4z9qCFU103Q6VeZkqrXu23MLi4wFvRTeW15eKqeDGi6CYYkA9b12OdsjQmozJzTKjfbm8_LfCA8/s400/IMG_20150130_155106.jpg" width="400" /><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">...into these kitschy coasters.</span><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Again, SOLD.</td></tr>
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<span style="font-size: large;">"Uh-huh, uh-huh...and the problem is...?"</span><br />
<br />
Well, last night, while prepping for Philly's Punk Rock Flea Market on June 7 (be there!), I hit a snag...<br />
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I was again making coasters--because <a href="http://the-happy-badger.blogspot.com/2015/05/the-mommy-of-invention-prepping-for.html" target="_blank"><span style="color: blue;">Small Things Sell</span></a>--upcycling thrift shop and church sale tins of coasters...<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">...like these: $.75 at Goodwill...</td></tr>
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<tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEieYRLaCa5LYChv4YGv8ENa36lSMZHI9lnYuuTQfF8Hdupuu6cI_tXBWaS_BJfMmjhrBRToK-7rWiN4XCLOx0EAzk3YX2DCU52o97iKiR0MFd4DxavbXz4hOmkdwlXKKvVWbDkdsXwlt3fD/s1600/IMG_20150527_103957.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" height="225" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEieYRLaCa5LYChv4YGv8ENa36lSMZHI9lnYuuTQfF8Hdupuu6cI_tXBWaS_BJfMmjhrBRToK-7rWiN4XCLOx0EAzk3YX2DCU52o97iKiR0MFd4DxavbXz4hOmkdwlXKKvVWbDkdsXwlt3fD/s400/IMG_20150527_103957.jpg" width="400" /></a></td></tr>
<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">...and these, $3 for the lot at <a href="http://the-happy-badger.blogspot.com/2013/09/where-to-take-excess-pt-1.html" target="_blank"><span style="color: blue;">The Cherry Door</span></a>. I can't possibly use all of these, <br />
so if you're ever walking down Main Street in Tarrytown and you feel <br />
something lightly <em>thwap!</em> the back of your head, worry not--<br />
it's just me practicing my frisbee skills.</td></tr>
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<span style="font-size: large;">Then, the snag: this set, bought for $3 from Union Pocantico Church Spring Sale.</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">See the problem?</span><br />
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At first glance, I only thought, "Metal. Nice. Cheap(ish). BUY!" When I flipped the canister over last night, I felt my first small shock: <em>$65 for coasters? </em>I mean, I know this was donated to one of the richest churches in America, but, uh, $65...?<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Alan Chan Creations: "Rediscovery of cultural art for contemporary life style."<br />
Yeah, fair enough. But $65?</td></tr>
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<span style="font-size: large;"> So, I opened the tin, laying the truth bare. (again, pun intended)</span><br />
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<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEihm8pHf2iaWQQ_cM_AnRoURsDZleeci0hDZQ0xWqjb8o3lyCgvN79BHwtvVifl9O9iYAtrJKFizGdBcBywytAk0VkkLKCyIenTyhj5DI0TKM1vpLhPhp9jaDUjFBm4Klel6Vz_UNwNT3jA/s1600/IMG_20150527_102251.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="225" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEihm8pHf2iaWQQ_cM_AnRoURsDZleeci0hDZQ0xWqjb8o3lyCgvN79BHwtvVifl9O9iYAtrJKFizGdBcBywytAk0VkkLKCyIenTyhj5DI0TKM1vpLhPhp9jaDUjFBm4Klel6Vz_UNwNT3jA/s400/IMG_20150527_102251.jpg" width="400" /></a></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">Mr. Chan, you dirty, dirty dog. </span><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Is that 1st base or 2nd?</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">On the mat</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">In the forest</td></tr>
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<tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjGGLMAA8bOouELTAAiUx2lGFYqj-5fiQwABTfyGivcN2bk4Qr7q72LIKA3TcvMZrdE84UQ_TxjNzmb9RjzAuYoj9AZK_yrDrJ-drIq08OHndN7fXhOIkKCTMD0Vajc1JtnBSvZJJME7lV5/s1600/IMG_20150527_102414.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjGGLMAA8bOouELTAAiUx2lGFYqj-5fiQwABTfyGivcN2bk4Qr7q72LIKA3TcvMZrdE84UQ_TxjNzmb9RjzAuYoj9AZK_yrDrJ-drIq08OHndN7fXhOIkKCTMD0Vajc1JtnBSvZJJME7lV5/s400/IMG_20150527_102414.jpg" width="225" /></a></td></tr>
<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">I don't know...in the bath?</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Is she <em>gouging out his eye</em>? Ugh. Different strokes...</td></tr>
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As I looked Mr. Chan's upcycled images over, things became clear in my mind: "Ah, so this is what you get for a former 1960s <em>Playboy </em>reader!"</div>
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And things became unclear: "Should I cover these ancient smut scenes with merely vintage cheesecake?" </div>
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So, that's my problem. For now, I'm covering the cardboard coasters, but I want at least one more tin of metal coasters for Philly.<br />
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<tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjiAbiSOkCrSzzzDDPBI9K9HwDj1tXVXXBtT-jboCgsolY4veijC5fwyMSBHHkGLZ5bkvb4oPrlAVL56_2RCzCAEsngJHjKBIB_mAFZnzBVBKAfEpDw30KSgBp2R5dilKS6gyv5Ho7lgz5L/s1600/IMG_20150527_102017.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" height="360" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjiAbiSOkCrSzzzDDPBI9K9HwDj1tXVXXBtT-jboCgsolY4veijC5fwyMSBHHkGLZ5bkvb4oPrlAVL56_2RCzCAEsngJHjKBIB_mAFZnzBVBKAfEpDw30KSgBp2R5dilKS6gyv5Ho7lgz5L/s640/IMG_20150527_102017.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr>
<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Am I alone in thinking that these young women, with their unaltered bodies and their playful expressions are more attractive and innocent than what I see in today's average music video (not to mention what's available in the ancient scroll art scene)? </td></tr>
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<strong>Can you help a Badger out, dear Readers? </strong><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">If you have any tins of metal coasters featuring teddy bears or Precious Moments, I'll trade you for my set of "cultural art for contemporary style," you dirty dog.</span><br />
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copyright 2015, Tanya MonierAnonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09442829126409606665noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-147327841422527581.post-59792745898552893502015-05-25T14:39:00.002-04:002015-06-08T17:22:46.777-04:00The Mommy of Invention: Prepping for Philly's Punk Rock Flea MarketAccording to my partner in craft, Jonelle Greene of <a href="https://www.etsy.com/shop/FREELoadApparel?ref=pr_shop_more" target="_blank"><span style="color: blue;">FREEload Apparel</span></a>, we will have tightly limited space for our next craft fair on June 7 in Philadelphia, so I've got to think about what really sells.<br />
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And like I said last time, what sold most is the Small Stuff, aka MAGNETS.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">A tiny land of treasure, just waiting to be made magnetic</td></tr>
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<span style="font-size: large;">So, this Memorial Day Weekend, while friends go camping or visit the Statue of Liberty with the kids, I'm home with two suddenly coughing and feverish Badgerettes, slicing up anything punk rock and sticking it to glass between soup-making and temperature-taking.</span></div>
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Let's take a quick tour, shall we?<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">For this project, you will need strong glue, paper, glass, magnets, and enough sitting time to develop your first bedsores.</td></tr>
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<span style="font-size: large;">I have the legendary frontmen and women all ready to go...plus one evil impresario, Kim Fowley (top row, center)</span><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">If you haven't seen Michael Shannon play Kim Fowley in The Runaways, put that movie on your list!<br />
If you're wondering about Iggy Pop, I've got several. Weirdly, no one bought them at the street fair.</td></tr>
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<span style="font-size: large;">I'm in love with big magnets and with magnet sets right now.</span><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">The Kinks, 2" x 3"</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Culture Club, .75" x 2" pieces</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">The only band that matters: The Clash. Paul Simonon, I love you!</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Dead Kennedys. Hello, Jello.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">U2. Eh, it'll probably sell.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">The Beatles. All from the same photo, but the photographer clearly favored Paul.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Black Sabbath. Not my thing, but if it's yours, it's all yours.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Nirvana.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Frank Zappa and The Mothers of Invention</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">BB King, RIP. 2" x 3"</td></tr>
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<span style="font-size: large;">Thank you, <em>Rolling Stone </em>and <em>MOJO</em> magazines for favoring one-inch sized pics of album covers. I happen to have a ton of one-inch sized glass pieces... </span><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Eh, voila!</td></tr>
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<span style="font-size: large;"> I'm ready for the nostalgia lovers, too, with my 1953 <em>Romance Comics</em> magnets.</span><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">1. "I don't even know how to be a wife!" <br />
2. "Oh, Don, I have to know...do you really love me?" <br />
both 2" x 3"</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Get a room, People!<br />
2" x 3"</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">1."Oh, I don't want to be afraid! I don't want to be lonely all my life! But...<br />
but I'm so afraid of being hurt again!"<br />
2. "Even when he kissed me...he was thing of her...!"<br />
Been there, Sisters. It gets better.<br />
2" x 3"</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">"We almost did marry years ago! We were very much in love! <br />
Remember, Lillian? We had it bad!"<br />
Just look at that narcissistic bum, so proud of actually remembering effing up a sweet girl's life!<br />
2" x 3"</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Oh, Roy Litchtenstein, I'm afraid we've gone full circle.</td></tr>
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<span style="font-size: large;"> Comic book fans should be satisfied with my new pieces...</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">Trekkies, classic and New Generation, should also walk away happy...</span><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Look closely, <em>Sex and the City</em> fans--that's Kim Cattrall behind red-suited Spock.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">You know which one of these is going to sell first?</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">This one! Tribbles rule!</td></tr>
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<span style="font-size: large;">I've even chopped up a Cheerios box (special edition at Target) for the just-right-for-magnet-making Star Wars pics.</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">As you can tell, I'm not taking the term Punk Rock too literally. "Something for Everyone!" I say. </span><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">See? <a href="http://the-happy-badger.blogspot.com/2015/05/the-kindness-of-strangers.html" target="_blank"><span style="color: blue;">I told you</span></a> Gorgilla would make a great cigar box!</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">And let's be honest: <em>nothing</em> is more punk rock than stowing away on a cargo boat, crashing a Yankees game (top and bottom panels on the box) and climbing the Empire State Building (inside panels). Gorgilla, I salute you! </td></tr>
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<span style="font-size: large;">I'm praying that Everyone will buy these, so I won't have to take them home again. Boxes of glass magnets are hella heavy, man....</span><br />
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Copyright 2015, Tanya MonierAnonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09442829126409606665noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-147327841422527581.post-71588356742794919112015-05-18T10:31:00.001-04:002015-06-08T17:24:15.878-04:00Report from the Field: Kensington Kinetic Sculpture Derby & Arts Festival 2015<span style="font-size: large;">This entry's title is somewhat misleading. I should have titled it, "Report From Under a Tent (plus one quick trip to the Port-o-Potty").</span><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">This is what I missed while I was in Philly: Art and Science meet on the street! <br />
Learn more about Kinetic Sculpture Races across America <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Kinetic_sculpture_race" target="_blank"><span style="color: blue;">here</span></a>.</td></tr>
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The Trenton Avenue Arts Festival was my first foray into day-long street fair vending, and I could not have managed it (I wouldn't even have learned about it) without my partner in craft, Jonelle Greene of <a href="https://www.etsy.com/people/Jonal814" target="_blank"><span style="color: blue;">FREEload Apparel</span></a>.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">And look! Now I have my very own FREEload apparel! <br />
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Jonelle warned me to get lots of good sleep to be ready for the long day ahead of us. Instead, I made a decoupaged Wonder Woman stool, including new leather seat, with The Man until 1:00 a.m. <br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Giving new life to old things! Old Thing Before...</td></tr>
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I was superglad to have that superhero stool to perch on during the fair.<br />
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Despite lack of sleep, we got out of Westchester County on time and arrived at the fair just about when we expected to...<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">...Late to the party.</td></tr>
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Our borrowed but much beloved tent lacked assembly directions. I hauled our boxes and tables out of Snowflake the Van while Jonelle got tent-building directions from her phone.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">I wondered briefly if we would end up with a Kinetic Sculpture Tent...</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">but Jonelle (and some helpful, tentless neighbors) made shade happen.</td></tr>
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We even got the Badger Banner flying, until we realized that it was acting like a sail in the pre-thunderstorm breeze--rocking the tent and knocking all kinds of precious items to the ground--so we cut it free and stuck it to the side of a table.<br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">"Quit whining, Badger!" I can hear you say. "Tell us about the Fair!"</span><br />
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I really can't say much except what I saw, which was a street section perpetually chock-full of kind, curious, sweaty shoppers. I did my best to talk up my film vases like a professional carnival barker and was rewarded with dozens of faces shifting from looks of perplexity to amazement...but not one film vase sale.<br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">So, what <em>did </em>sell?</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">MAGNETS, baby. Lotta magnets.</span> <br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">This set of Beatles magnets (made with jeweler's glass and superstrong magnets)<br />
was bought by a ten-year-old with a discriminating eye, a limited budget, and admirable bargaining skills. </td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Funny little decorative magnets like these sold well, too. In fact, the guy who bought <br />
"Crochet Your Own Hot Pants" insisted that he was just about to crochet his first pair of hot pants. <br />
Serendipity!</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Almost all of these sold. Weirdly, Frank Sinatra, Sammy Davis Jr., <br />
and Johnny Rotten are still with me.</td></tr>
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Just as good as ending up in the black after a long, hot day was meeting some great people.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Like Philly's dumpster diva and artist <a href="http://inliquid.org/complete-artist-list/benson-ellen/" target="_blank"><span style="color: blue;">Ellen Benson</span></a>. Can you see her <br />
very cool silverware headband and glasses set?</td></tr>
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Plus--after waiting almost two years--hearing this delighted exclamation: "Is that VIXEN?"<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Look out for Ariell Johnson's <strong><a href="https://www.facebook.com/amalgamphilly" target="_blank"><span style="color: blue;">Amalgam Comics and Coffeehouse</span></a></strong> <br />
(at the corner of Frankford and Huntingdon in Philadelphia), and you may see this very box!</td></tr>
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Jonelle and I ended the day with pockets full of sweaty cash, and we jumped in the van before the storm that had been threatening the day's revelry broke loose and turned the the streets of Philadelphia into rivers.<br />
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I'd call that success, wouldn't you?<br />
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Now, to make loads more magnets for our next event: The Punk Rock Flea Market in Philadephia on June 7.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Learn more <a href="http://www.r5productions.com/2015/02/27/the-punk-rock-flea-market-philly-record-riot-june-6-7/" target="_blank"><span style="color: blue;">here</span></a>.</td></tr>
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copyright 2015, Tanya MonierAnonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09442829126409606665noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-147327841422527581.post-2024988842743233212015-05-15T12:26:00.001-04:002015-06-08T17:26:14.226-04:00The Kindness of Strangers<span style="font-size: large;">Business first: <a href="https://www.etsy.com/shop/HappyBadgerInd?ref=ss_profile" target="_blank"><span style="color: blue;">The Happy Badger</span></a> and <a href="https://www.etsy.com/shop/FREELoadApparel?ref=pr_shop_more" target="_blank"><span style="color: blue;">FREEload Apparel</span></a> will be proudly serving up our uniquely tasty goods In Philadelphia at the Trenton Avenue Arts Festival, TOMORROW, May 16. Come on by!</span><br />
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So, Spring has finally arrived in New York, in true New Yorker style--late, abrupt, and so vehement that I want to shout, "Why are YOU mad at ME?"<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><em>Q: Are We Not Birdies? A: We Are Robins!</em><br />
C'mon, Devo fans, help me out.</td></tr>
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Along with the springtime explosion of blooms come the songs of baby robins, the annoyance of pollen-caked cars, and the compulsion to throw out perfectly good stuff...and thus, my compulsion to drive around at night and pick it up to <a href="http://the-happy-badger.blogspot.com/2013/10/meet-my-friend-craig.html" target="_blank"><span style="color: blue;">re-sell</span></a> or <a href="http://the-happy-badger.blogspot.com/search/label/Donation" target="_blank"><span style="color: blue;">donate</span></a>. Ah, the circle of life.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">No re-selling or donating the T. Rex. It is <em>mine</em>, and I play it in the Basement Den.</td></tr>
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Last week, however, I had a novel experience.<br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">A stranger left a message on my phone: "Hi, this is Marilyn. Laura, at the Greenburgh Library, told me that you have a business--something about a badger?--and that you would like some of my old LIFE Magazines and comic books...."</span><br />
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<a href="http://the-happy-badger.blogspot.com/2015/03/a-few-things-i-know-about-life.html" target="_blank"><span style="color: blue; font-size: large;">Lady, would I!</span></a><span style="font-size: large;"> </span><br />
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I called Marilyn to set up a time and place (always <a href="http://www.coffeelabs.com/" target="_blank"><span style="color: blue;">Coffee Labs</span></a> on Main Street, Tarrytown!) and warned her that she was looking for a 40-something, 6-foot tall Arab American woman with short black hair. She gave a startled laugh, "Oh, well, I'll be with my friend, Marge. We're much older and much smaller!"<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Always safer to travel in pairs when meeting a badger. Aren't they adorable?<br />
(Marilyn is wearing blue)</td></tr>
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And they were, in the sweetest possible ways.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Marilyn, I can read your political stance like a boo--well, <br />
like a magazine. And I approve!</td></tr>
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Marilyn's J. Jill bag contained a small treasure of comics, newspapers, and weekly magazines.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">She has a boy and a girl, all grown up. Before I slice and dice these, <br />
I'll let the older Badgerette read these 1970s classics...<br />
and I'll probably let her squirrel one or two away from my grubby little paws.<br />
And, as you see, we are not longer <a href="http://the-happy-badger.blogspot.com/2015/03/diy-taxidermy-repair.html" target="_blank"><span style="color: blue;">between cats</span></a>...</td></tr>
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There was even a little pile of goodies for The Man.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">He's never going to outgrow this stuff.</td></tr>
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<span style="font-size: large;"></span><span style="font-size: large;">One comic in particular caught my eye.</span><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Marvel Comics: <em>Where Creatures Roam</em> #5, 1970.<br />
This comic graduated high school two years before I did.</td></tr>
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Gorgilla is going to make one fine cigar box--check out the red guy's movie camera!<br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">Marilyn--you doll who wouldn't even let me buy you and Marge coffees in exchange for these lovelies--Thank You.</span> <br />
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And Librarian Laura, 25% off your next purchase for the referral!<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><strong>SILENCE, Ingrate! All gifts please The Happy Badger.</strong></td></tr>
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<br />Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09442829126409606665noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-147327841422527581.post-79975503447888202112015-04-20T14:04:00.002-04:002015-06-08T17:27:41.233-04:00Trip for Trash #3: Ireland--Driving the Ring of Kerry<span style="font-size: large;">I get easily and desperately carsick. So, as long as health and decency allows, I'm the Designated Driver. </span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">Driving around Ireland's famed Ring of Kerry, I was challenged to put to use all of my past driving experiences...</span> <br />
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from praying my way along snaky Highway 1 on a teenage solo venture to Stinson Beach...<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Thanks for the <a href="http://artbookstea.blogspot.com/2011/08/walking-golden-gate-and-stinson-beach.html" target="_blank">pic, Cindy Adkins</a></td></tr>
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... to yelping and cursing my way across hedgerow-bound Cornwall last summer.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Toyota vs. Hoveround: There can be only 1 Master of the Hedgerow<br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">The value of all past driving challenges became clear the moment I turned on to the N70 at Tralee. Hedgerows, cliffs, one-lane "highways," blind curves and intersections...The Ring has it all.</span><br />
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On the other hand, every agony of the road was rewarded with an image (and now a memory) like no other.<br />
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One lane highway dead-ends at this ruined keep at the tip of a finger of rock.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">"I am the LORD of all I see! Oh, uh, well, you should see it on a sunny day."</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">The protocol when the car comes at you from the other direction? <br />
Back up until you can get out of the other's way. (I panicked and made the Irishman back up instead)</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Neolithic stone structure, just to the left of the endless lane above, and therefore worth exiting the highway.</td></tr>
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A grass-and-shrub covered hedgerow ten inches to the left of the passenger's side + a sheer cliff on the driver's side = time for a photo break!<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">A good way to release tension while driving the N70? <br />
Pull over and yell "BAAAA!" at the tiny dots of sheep in the distance until you relax.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">I cannot emphasize enough how glad I was to drive the Ring of Kerry during Low Tourist Season.<br />
We had this beach all to ourselves.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">The most honest road signs in the world can be found on the Ring of Kerry</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">But just look where the road took us: The Cliffs of Kerry.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Another view of the Cliffs of Kerry</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">This is totally reasonable advice</td></tr>
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<span style="font-size: large;">Every time I stopped the car to catch my breath, I was both relieved and delighted.</span><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">This stone structure is just hanging out at the side of a parking lot.</td></tr>
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We were hours late going anywhere because we did the right thing and followed every interesting road sign that took us off the beaten path.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Staigue Ring Fort, in Sneem (bless you!)</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Inside Staigue Fort: staircases in the walls...leading to what?</td></tr>
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Driver's fatigue be damned, we stopped again and again, discovering the tucked away and highly defensible Neolithic past of the Emerald Isle.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">I have no idea what the name of this park is, but it's feckin brilliant! <br />
Pictured here, a model of an ancient <em>Crannog</em>, or artificial island home. Looks like it's elevating, right?</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Same brilliant park...the sign says what it does; does what it says</td></tr>
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The Ring of Kerry wiped me out, but the drive was absolutely worthwhile. And in the end, I got used to the steps of driving on the wrong side of the road (on the wrong side of the car, with a stick shift in the wrong hand), just like Ginger Rogers got used to doing the same steps as Fred Astaire--only backward and in heels.<br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">I've been fretting that I couldn't get my funds together for Trip-For-Trash #3: Ireland. Well, it's all done now--surprised? I am. I'd like to think that I at least created a 2-for-1 (or 4-for-2?) travel opportunity for our family. </span></div>
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And what a trip it was. Before we left, I was worried about so many things: Would the magic of the place and people--which I feel saved my life two times--disappear if I shared it with my family? Would my family love Ireland and the Irish people as much as I did? And why couldn't I manage to hustle up the full cost of transportation and hotels (about $4,500), instead of a meager $2,550? </div>
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I know I'm hard on myself. The Arctic Winter we had in New York shut down most craigslist sales, plus I only had 7 months to gather funds rather than my usual 11 or 12. Even so, I was glum as we left for the airport, humming, "<a href="https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Wn9E5i7l-Eg" target="_blank"><span style="color: blue;">What have I, what have I, what have I done to deserve this?</span></a>" </div>
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My worries pretty much evaporated by 10am the next day, however, since we were behind the wheel of our rental car, a brand new Renault Fluence... </div>
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...and heading north from Dublin Airport to a site in County Meath I've been longing to see: </div>
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Just the sight of green grass made the plane ride and drive worthwhile for the Badgerettes--it's been <em>that kind of winter</em> in New York.<br />
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The gorgeous visitor's center (and superb cafe), sets visitors up for a decent walk along the shores of the Boyne River, which Neolithic folks fished in using woven mats as nets. <br />
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National Museum of Ireland in Dublin, along with memory-haunting mummified <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Old_Croghan_Man" target="_blank"><span style="color: blue;">Bog Men</span></a>.</td></tr>
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It's a beautiful land, even though we were there before the trees leafed out.<br />
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At the end of the path, pick up a tidy little tour bus that delivers visitors to the main event.<br />
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Older than the Pyramids of Egypt, the Newgrange mound features a narrow, curving stone passageway that channels Winter Solstice sunrise into a sword of light that just touches the far wall of the chamber.<br />
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New Agey types travel the world to witness the ancient mystery and take in the magic of the view.<br />
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These massive carved kerbstones, which ring the site, were covered by dirt, grass, and shrubs for many centuries. When Renaissance-era quarrymen dug in, they probably soiled their britches to discover the swirling patterns that proved the place to be manmade and therefore part of a decidedly un-Christian land and time. <br />
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Fear of the unknown kept tourists away for many years; but when they came, they brought their penknives to graffiti the place every which way.<br />
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See those short poles? Our guide said that they mark an area containing pig and dog bones from feasts gone by.<br />
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Our guide pointed out that no one really knows the purpose of this chamber. Some human bones were found inside, but it is not merely a passage tomb. The corbelled roof and the t-shaped interior chamber, one side containing a large stone bowl, add to the confusion: is it human nature to make sacred buildings this way, like (but <em>not) </em>a Neolithic Cathedral?</div>
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Crave the rarest Newgrange experience of all? Winter Solstice, when a point of sunlight touches the lower center of the far wall, is the busiest day of the year, but don't fret. The guide turns off the regular lights, lets the group take in the chamber's natural shadowy depths for a moment, then flips on a secret floodlight. This way, every visitor gets a synthetic Solstice experience.<br />
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We carefully sidled our way back into the light of day, brains teeming with questions about ancient engineering and why humans give their own creations mystical value.<br />
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Right then, we were confronted with a modern miracle: a remote-controlled lawn mower trimming the 5,000 year old mound's grassy top.<br />
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Copyright 2015, Tanya MonierAnonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09442829126409606665noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-147327841422527581.post-88937190278664202692015-03-26T12:23:00.000-04:002015-04-09T19:42:54.595-04:00A Few Things I Know About LIFE...<span style="font-size: large;">LIFE Magazine: I have been collecting old copies lately, through tag sales, thrift shops, and eBay. At first, I just bought them for the great pictures, which make outstanding cigar and wine box projects.</span><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Sophia Loren wine box. 1963 LIFE "Part Goddess, Part Imp, All Woman"</td></tr>
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"I said, 'Is there something on MY HEAD?'"<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Back side of purse: from ad, "I said if I found a better tasting cigarette, I'd eat my hat!"</td></tr>
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Imagine how fabulous this project will look...</div>
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I HAD to have this one, red X at the top at least kept the price under $10.</div>
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And, so, one thing leads to another--I'm hella competitive when it comes to auctions of lots on eBay--and now, I find myself in possession of a library of LIFE.</div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">Weeks ago, scrounging for images slowly turned into diligent study of this collection. So, here are some things I've learned about LIFE...</span><span style="font-size: small;"> </span><br />
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1. <strong>The articles are fascinating</strong>-- in 1934, Albert Einstein stares you down from one page as you read a not-too-dumbed-down version of the theory of relativity; in 1942, military wives show how to reinvent yourself while he's off to war; in the 1950s, twenty pages are devoted to explaining the allure of Existentialism in a post-WWII world; in 1970, new fathers burble about their desire to be a new kind of father, earnest and involved.<br />
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<strong>2. Nobody's that innocent, ever, of gawking at girls</strong>...and I mean <em>girls</em>. I look at these pictures and suddenly I can hear Pink Floyd groaning, "Ooooh, I need a dirty girl."<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">"Shirley Temple Grows Up," LIFE 1943</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Cool it, Humbert! Lolita--I mean, Shirley--is just 13 years old.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Shoot, this isn't even trying to be subliminal. "Extra Pleasure" from "17% Extra Smoking"? <br />
Sure, sure. <em>That's</em> what you're selling.<br />
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By the 60s, the girls start looking back at ya, Mr. Blackstone, and they're not entirely pleased with what they see.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">I think the blonde is Cheryl Teigs, but check out the resting bitch face on the redhead. I love her.</td></tr>
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3. <strong>We've got a drinking problem.</strong> And advertisers were alllll over that scene.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">1966 again: After Smirnoff vodka martini #3, the old barman magically turns into this fine cowgirl.</td></tr>
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<strong>4. We've got a constipation problem. </strong><br />
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Europe. The Pacific. North Africa. The Bathroom. The American Struggle for Success in each of these places was EPIC.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">No War Job for Nora. She's all blocked up and can't remember how to set fire to things with her welding tools.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">On the other hand, "Mildred Makes the Grade" thanks to her highly effective laxative. It promises to get your pipes clean in "less than an hour." I imagine that Mildred's movement felt as comfortable as the tequila worm scene from <em>Poltergeist</em>. <br />
I wonder how many times the police got called by neighbors who worried about the screams of scatological success coming from Mildred's place.</td></tr>
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5. <strong>The early 1940s LIFE Magazines are treasures</strong>.<br />
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The 1942 Christmas ads alone will show you an America that resembles my mother's Syrian upbringing more than the good old Gotta Get It USA that raised most of us.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Santa says: I'm Sorry Son (you are NOT getting that bike). <br />
And little Jimmy thinks, "Just for this, Old Man, I am going to buy EVERYTHING I want when I grow up." </td></tr>
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<span style="font-size: large;">I really don't know what to do with all of this LIFE. It's absolutely cliché, but they've brought history back to life for me. I bought them to pillage, but now I want to protect them.</span> <br />
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Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09442829126409606665noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-147327841422527581.post-75683868224048649002015-03-14T15:52:00.000-04:002015-03-14T15:55:46.120-04:00You Gotta Spend Money To Make Money: a Lesson in Delayed Gratification<span style="font-size: large;">Before you read, it's--Shameless Self-Promotion Time! </span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;">Until March 25, 2015, buy Happy Badger products and SAVE 20%! Just type in <strong>HAPPY1</strong> when you check out from my Etsy store: </span><a href="https://www.etsy.com/shop/HappyBadgerInd" target="_blank"><span style="font-size: large;"><strong>HappyBadgerInd</strong>.</span></a><span style="font-size: large;"> </span><br />
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I cannot wait until all this ice melts and people crawl out of their dens again, ready to throw out good stuff on trash day and to buy good stuff on the cheap from craigslist. This winter has been an absolute craigslist disaster--still haven't sold one item since the <a href="http://the-happy-badger.blogspot.com/2015/01/whats-it-worth-to-you-pottery-barn-teen.html" target="_blank"><span style="color: blue;">Pottery Barn Teen Desk Experiment</span></a>. <br />
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I've lowered prices, so much that one smarty pants wrote, "Why so cheap?" I wrote back, "I need to move things out of my home, so buy it!" No reply, but I did immediately start getting unsolicited porn come-hithers. Salt in the wound.<br />
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Trip-For-Trash #3 (Ireland!) is coming up, and I am $2,000 short of my goal. The point of these trips is to pay CASH. But the weather gods have decreed otherwise, so...VISA, Baby!<br />
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My new Partner in Craft, Jonelle Greene, who sells her brilliant upcycled clothing under the name <a href="https://www.etsy.com/shop/FREELoadApparel" target="_blank"><span style="color: blue;">FREEload Apparel</span></a>, reminds me to use my down time to prepare my Happy Badger brand for the summer's craft fairs in Philly and Trenton and Brooklyn....<br />
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Other than making so much stuff that my burps now smell like Mod Podge, preparing for my vast summer sales has so far mostly entailed spending money. <br />
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THE CARD<br />
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Making a badger look happy and badgerish is harder than it sounds.<br />
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Here were my three best attempts:<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">#1: <em>Heyyy</em>, is that something edible in your hand? I want it, NOW.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">#2: I visited Ancestry.com and discovered that Granddad was actually a Tasmanian Devil with ADHD... this explains <em>everything!</em></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">#3: How do I keep my dentures looking so bright? Polident!</td></tr>
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<tr><td style="text-align: center;">Interestingly, most of my Facebook Friends liked Badger #2. I'm still holding it in reserve, but I decided to salvage #3 by adding fangs.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Revised Happy Badger: I love sunrises, long walks in the woods, and eating garden snakes!<br />
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Fine. Then came digitizing the image. Turns out: I don't like digitizing. Pixels are evil. But I did come up with a reasonable image to send in to vistaprint.com. <br />
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Ever the good-deal shopper, I bought 500 cards for $20 (coupon!), then found that I had to spend $20 more to have them delivered (sigh). Aaaaand, here it is!<br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">How to attract customers at the Punk Rock Festival?</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">THE BANNER</span><br />
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60+ buckaroos to get it from Dream to Door. If you expand the image even more you can see that EVERY SINGLE pixel I assumed I did not have to white out has come back to haunt me. <br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">I'm going to tell customers that she has fleas.</span><br />
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So, I'm $100 further in the hole, which irks. But, as I have written in the past, <a href="http://the-happy-badger.blogspot.com/2013/10/why-i-am-not-accountant.html" target="_blank"><span style="color: blue;">I Am Not An Accountant</span></a>.<br />
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We <em>will</em> travel, and I <em>will</em> pay it off...probably by stalking your sidewalks at night, so start Spring Cleaning, Folks!<br />
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Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09442829126409606665noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-147327841422527581.post-52059578585869711152015-03-05T16:42:00.001-05:002015-03-09T17:36:28.363-04:00DIY Taxidermy Repair<span style="font-size: large;">As a kid, I was never allowed a pet for allergy reasons, but I remained obsessed with furry creatures.</span> <br />
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<strong>Age 2</strong>: I followed a friendly cat into a poison oak-laced hedge (I blocked all memory of the resulting agony, but everyone assures me it was bad). <br />
<strong>Age 9</strong>: <a href="http://the-happy-badger.blogspot.com/2015/02/hustle-pt-3-little-mamacita.html" target="_blank"><span style="color: blue;">my mother</span></a> lost me in Liberty House Department Store because I snuck inside a circular rack of rabbit-fur jackets...<br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">Really, nothing has changed.</span><br />
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Since our family is between cats, I try to provide the Badgerettes with "pretend pets." Like this one: <br />
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On a whim, I brought home this unique Goodwill find:<br />
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I was certain that Chippy here was just another craft fair toy made from scraps of god-knows-what fur. But The Man knew instantly: "Why did you buy someone's amateur taxidermy project?" </div>
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He nodded, confident, noble, and a little disappointed. I don't call him <a href="http://the-happy-badger.blogspot.com/2013/09/sowhy-happy-badger.html" target="_blank"><span style="color: blue;">The Prince of The Forest</span></a> for nothing: the man knows a chipmunk when he sees one. </div>
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After carefully examining Chippy, I had to agree. No seams, hard interior form. It was indeed a taxidermy chipmunk. After a wave of giggly embarrassment, I felt a little grossed out and somewhat guilty. </div>
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Suddenly, I remembered devastating rear view mirror images of a chipmunk I mashed years before because I so feared slamming on the brakes and waking up my first-and-never-napping-unless-continually-driving-6-month-old.</div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">Then, the inevitable happened: Chippy lost his tail in an incident of excessive childhood affection.</span></div>
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Chippy joined the ever-growing box of broken toys, mugs, and jewelry that The Prince and I always intend to repair...and occasionally do.</div>
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Dampen chipmunk derriere. Put a drop of Gorilla Glue on chipmunk derriere...<br />
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Dampen tail. Put drop of glue of the broken end.<br />
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In the morning, I released Chippy from his bonds. Ok, I realize that I probably didn't repair him the right way, but it's <em>done.</em> Other than the rock hard tufts on his tushy, he seems ready to play again...<em>gently.</em> </div>
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My Little Mamacita--not at all an Arabic name for Mother, but my best friend once called her that and it stuck--is a huge-hearted, highly talented woman who still has showgirl legs but is too modest to show them off. Working as a team, she and my US-born father sponsored her Lebanese and Syrian family through the 70s and 80s, helping my aunts and cousins to become American citizens by turning our home into "Hotel Monier."<br />
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Because of her: <br />
I don't know how to make a meal for 4 that won't also feed 8;<br />
I despise the stillness of an empty house;<br />
I teach and learn, collect and share stories;<br />
I speak French with a decent accent (I don't know Arabic because I'm a stubborn fool);<br />
I know that (despite the cool new names) <em>making</em>, <em>repairing</em>, <em>and</em> <em>upcycling </em>was a way of life, not a trend.<br />
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Her legacy is immense, but if I continue, I'm going to get all gooey.<br />
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As I've been crafting my way through this icy, housebound winter, I had another sweet revelation about Mom's impact on me. During my elementary school years, she frequently volunteered to repair the school library's books. I was by turns bored and fascinated by the process: paste, stick, smooth, fold, tuck, smooth, trim, smooth again. Her hand guided mine over a few sticky passes, and I asked her, "Was this your job before?" Before <em>us</em>, of course. <br />
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"No," she chuckled in that accent that everyone else could hear but that I could only smell like her warm skin and rose water. "But I learn what I need to know."<br />
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Sometimes, I picked up the books as she finished them, swearing to come back when they were dry to check them out. <br />
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That's how I became the only person in the history of the school to check out <em><a href="http://www.amazon.com/DAulaires-Greek-Myths-Ingri-dAulaire/dp/0440406943" target="_blank"><span style="color: purple;">D'Aulaire's </span><span style="color: purple;">Book of Greek Myths</span></a></em> for four years running. I bought it for my Badgerettes, too--cuts down on late book fees.<br />
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These past weeks, surrounded by old magazines and comics, I dug out a bunch of composition books I bought on clearance from <a href="http://www.aaronbrothers.com/" target="_blank"><span style="color: blue;">Aaron Brothers</span></a> back in the early 2000s and started pasting, folding, smoothing, tucking, and smoothing some more. <br />
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Since Mod Podge alone might not be the best for this project (but it will keep those coffee drips from staining!) I also bought renowned <a href="http://www.joann.com/yes-paste-all-purpose-stick-flat-glue/1099100.html" target="_blank"><span style="color: blue;">Yes! Glue</span></a> and some bookbinder's PVA glue, too. Now, <a href="http://the-happy-badger.blogspot.com/2015/02/littlest-sweat-shop-pt-1.html" target="_blank"><span style="color: red;">Littlest Sweat Shop</span></a> (aka, the living room) smells just like the school library. I've been making books and book covers out of some amazing things...some of which are likely to make you ask again, "But, <em>why?"</em><br />
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Bizarre vintage <em>Wonder Woman</em> comic covers and 1970s <em>Boxing Illustrated</em> ads.</div>
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Vintage 1960s <em>Playboy</em> covers, Vargas Girl posters, and comics makes killer covers. The Catholic girl in me is like, "Gah! I just posted a booby pic on the Internet!" But I know it'll sell!<br />
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My new favorites are 1950s teen romance comics and Sci Fi magazine covers.</div>
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The only thing missing is your hand guiding mine, Little Mamacita. I know that I'm still learning what I need from you. <br />
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Happy birthday, Mom! I love you.<br />
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It's damn cold. It's the kind of cold that makes a house dog cross his hind legs and do the pee-pee dance rather than go outside. </div>
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It's the kind of cold that saps the battery of the already-untrustworthy Snowflake the Minivan so that I have to ask strangers for a jump multiple times a day. (God Bless America, I miss you so! Read about GBA's untimely death in<strong><span style="color: blue;"><u> </u></span></strong><a href="http://the-happy-badger.blogspot.com/2013/08/landfill-lesson-in-situational-irony.html" target="_blank"><strong><span style="color: blue;">Landfill: A Lesson In Situational Irony</span></strong></a>. It's a great story, especially if it didn't happen to you.)</div>
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It's the kind of cold that makes Californians grateful for their drought and the summer of 3-minute showers and brown lawns that awaits them.</div>
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Moreover, it's the kind of cold that makes me a bit goofy, willing to take a dare from a kid, and then take pictures of the result.... </div>
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At first, it was enough to know that I could turn myself into one of my Lebanese cousins.</td></tr>
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...and post it on Facebook, where I found that friends think I more closely resemble another Semitic brother:</div>
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And it's so cold that I'm just happy to get a few good laughs to keep the blood warm...in a totally G-rated way.<br />
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<strong><span style="font-size: large;">Way #2: I got food poisoning...from a banana.</span></strong><br />
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"That's a new one!" you exclaim. "How do you know?" <br />
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Well, Friend, I ate a banana with a wide split in the skin, like this:<br />
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I was in a rush and trying to prove to my kids that they shouldn't worry about such minor flaws in their fruit. I closed my eyes to the dirt on the actual banana, ate it, and immediately doubted the soundness of my decision, much like Queen Elinor in <em>Brave</em>:<br />
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Within an hour, I felt like one of these two characters from the classic Mel Brooks film <em>Spaceballs:</em><br />
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During that day of sweaty, clutching-the-bed-with-fingers-and-toes misery, I was grateful for many things: my kind husband, On Demand kid-friendly shows, and Life<strong>stinks</strong> Deodorant.<br />
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<span style="font-size: large;"><strong>Way #3: Life<em>stinks</em>, in a good way</strong></span><br />
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I'm not braggin: Since I had kids, I've smelled like an actual badger, an angry one. I've tried a lot of brands, and this one kicks my armpits where the sun don't shine...cuz that's where the bacteria hang out, get it? </div>
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My one complaint about the product line is that they charge a lot for a full-sized dispenser that looks exactly like the stainless steel cinnamon shaker at your local coffee house. And I don't relish the idea of daily jamming my fingers into that one-year supply bag you see in the picture (I have a feeling it's gonna last longer than that). Their travel size container is cute and reasonably priced, but you can't refill it (I've tried) which is weirdly irresponsible for such an eco-friendly brand. So, I improvised a couple alternatives.</div>
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<strong>Stinky Solution #1</strong>: Use an empty salt or pepper shaker. Mine looks just like the one my mom had on the dining table when I was a kid. I slide a Post-It inside the lid and screw it down tightly to keep from spills when I travel. Nothing worse than those unidentifiable white powder trails as you're going through security!</div>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Before. That rust bloom? Bah, just some extra iron in my diet...</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">After dripping glue around the interior, stick the shower cap to the container's sides and the bottom. <br />
Hold it in place with a rubber band to dry. When it's dry, trim off the excess.<br />
P.S. Yes, that <strong>is</strong> an old-school milk box behind this project.<br />
NY's Meadowbrook Farm delivers farm-fresh milk to your door! Try it!</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Add Life<strong>stinks</strong>. Remove rubber band, and put cap back on. Use regularly, but sparingly. </td></tr>
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When you started reading this post, you didn't know it was going to end with a quick DIY, didja? I'm sneaky that way.<br />
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Duggan Sisters, keep doing what you do! I hope you can ignore the Ron Jeremy stuff above and enjoy an unsolicited positive review!<br />
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copyright 2015, Tanya MonierAnonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09442829126409606665noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-147327841422527581.post-65918810304499990882015-02-10T20:16:00.000-05:002015-02-10T20:16:55.517-05:00All The Right Junk In All The Right Places: Apple and W Antiques<span style="font-size: large;"><a href="http://the-happy-badger.blogspot.com/2013/09/where-to-take-excess-pt-1.html" target="_blank"><span style="color: blue;">Thrift shops</span></a>. <a href="http://the-happy-badger.blogspot.com/2014/03/hustle-pt-2-hanks-alley.html" target="_blank"><span style="color: red;">"Junk" shops</span></a>. <a href="http://the-happy-badger.blogspot.com/2013/09/the-village-tag-sale-lovehate-story.html" target="_blank"><span style="color: purple;">Yard sales</span></a> and <a href="http://the-happy-badger.blogspot.com/2014/06/the-best-deal-in-town-clothing-closet.html" target="_blank"><strong><span style="color: blue;">church sales</span></strong></a>. My overcrowded basement.</span><br />
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All of these places light up the Hunter-Gatherer parts of my brain, give me an endorphin buzz...well, my basement less so than the others. (If you're like me, <em>you'd</em> get the charge from my basement. I sometimes feel guilty that the mess depresses even my <a href="http://the-happy-badger.blogspot.com/2013/09/sowhy-happy-badger.html" target="_blank"><span style="color: lime;"><strong>Prince of the Forest</strong></span></a>). <br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">This is an upstairs workspace, NOT the basement. <br />
I'll leave it to you to imagine the basement.</td></tr>
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So, when I find a store that is as crowded as my basement, only it's <em>jammed</em> <em>with treasures</em>, I've gotta share. <br />
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The place is 342 Lexington Ave, in <span itemprop="addressLocality">Mount Kisco, New York. This address houses both </span><a href="http://wantiques.com/" target="_blank"><strong><span style="color: black;">W Antiques</span></strong></a> and <strong><a href="http://www.westchestermagazine.com/Westchester-Magazine/Westchester-Resources/Shopping/index.php/name/Apple-Antiques/listing/30490/" target="_blank"><span style="color: black;">Apple Antiques</span></a></strong>, which proudly sell, buy, auction, and consign some astonishing stuff. Let's take a wander through, shall we?<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Sinbad pinball machine. Sold, darn it.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Just because I'm not into rococo doesn't mean I can't appreciate this bowl.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">This is what happens when you let the palace dragons roll around on the grass.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Mid-century lovers, come on down!</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">I don't know...frostbitten toes?</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Every single display is like a page from <em>I Spy</em></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Note the whale on the floor, Melville fans.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Everything is good and bad.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Someone gave up an extensive masks-of-the-world collection.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">I swear I saw this in the design section of the Met. And I want it.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Know any fencing fans?</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Stay tuned: there are religious statues everywhere in this building.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">I couldn't get past these bags, but I wanted to show you <br />
that every single aisle is packed with goodness.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Not your average sideboard.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Get all the respect of a lifelong tiny shipmaker without any of the glue fumes.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Seriously, is that a <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Frederic_Remington" target="_blank"><span style="color: blue;"><strong>Remington</strong></span></a>?</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Shiva: again, everything is good and bad.</td></tr>
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<tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhck7B3V5sLJdWPEcSwyVfmbrCpsBDQ61s7GVNTivFWm_MawBBzYvKqHAbtNUJuwmHa3EaJe1nYJHT4-38RSksIiAm_Kp91NHKsAqvE23xudfekv-90iMX3YZjDSpb8kkJhyG2fHGdOwkvn/s1600/IMG_20150116_133821.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhck7B3V5sLJdWPEcSwyVfmbrCpsBDQ61s7GVNTivFWm_MawBBzYvKqHAbtNUJuwmHa3EaJe1nYJHT4-38RSksIiAm_Kp91NHKsAqvE23xudfekv-90iMX3YZjDSpb8kkJhyG2fHGdOwkvn/s1600/IMG_20150116_133821.jpg" height="320" width="240" /></a></td></tr>
<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Is that Mary <em>with a sword?</em> Or Joan of Arc? <br />
Either way, reminds me of <a href="http://the-happy-badger.blogspot.com/2013/08/things-that-are-not-compostable.html" target="_blank"><span style="color: blue;"><strong>Jesuses I Have Saved From The Trash</strong></span></a>.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">A few more mid-century prizes... </td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Nice dresser. The lamps--a rarer find.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Antique doll stroller.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">I should probably object to these 4 mink coats, but they are so soft...</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">I think this should be Pharrell's new look.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Well, you missed out on Sinbad, but just think of what else you could find in this place!</td></tr>
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There's a massive upstairs, too, but when I stopped by to take these pictures, it was too crowded to enter...and that's saying something. You gotta go.<br />
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<strong>W Antiques</strong> and <strong>Apple Antiques</strong><br />
<strong>342 Lexington Avenue </strong><br />
<strong>Mt. Kisco, NY 10549 </strong><br />
<strong>914-241-3000 (W)</strong><br />
<span class="ei" itemprop="telephone"><strong>914-242-5365 (Apple)</strong></span><br />
<a href="http://www.wantiques.com/"><strong>www.wantiques.com</strong></a><strong> </strong><br />
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Copyright 2015, Tanya MonierAnonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09442829126409606665noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-147327841422527581.post-46300424306860913802015-02-05T12:01:00.002-05:002015-02-10T20:11:18.728-05:00Littlest Sweat Shop, pt. 2<br />
First, let me apologize to anyone who prefers my text-heavy postings. This is not one of those entries. I've been so dang busy. Too much Mod Podge, not enough sleep. I need to sell these beauties--all of which are made with original vintage print material, film, or color slides--so please consider. <br />
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You can be confident in the fact that your purchase of a Happy Badger product gets two Badgerettes closer to Trip-For-Trash #3: Ireland.<br />
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The first place you'll find me selling my wares is at Jenifer Ross' cozy <a href="mailto:W@tercooler">W<complete id="goog_1486957437">@tercooler</complete></a> this Friday (Feb 6) from 5-9pm. Come on by!<br />
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<b>UPDATE</b>: The Playboy goodies sold, you naughty people. I can and will make more! Look below to see other items that have sold, and <a href="http://the-happy-badger.blogspot.com/2015/02/littlest-sweat-shop-pt-1.html?m=1" target="_blank"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;">click</span></b></a> over to Littlest Sweat Shop, pt. 1. Need I say that I ship?<br />
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<complete>Warning: the pictures become increasingly R-rated today. If you object to vintage Playboy pictures and illustrations, please stop at Sophia Loren. If you object to kid-friendly items, you'll want to scroll rapidly past the comics....</complete><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">35mm movie trailer vases with maple burl bases: the pair $92.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Inside view of film vases with maple burl bases</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Side view of film vases</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Antique lamps with vintage color slide shades: <br />
$38 (small--note the hearts on the glass!), $56 large</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Marvel Hero magnet set: $8. SOLD</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Dr. Seuss magIhave<br />
have loads moreet set: $5.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Superman cedar cigar box: $22.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Inside Superman cigar box.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Spiderman tin: $18</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">One side view of Spiderman tin.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Spiderman cedar cigar box: $22.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Back view of Spiderman cigar box.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Inside Spiderman cigar box.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">The Snowy Day cedar cigar box: $18</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">The Snowy Day pencil tin: $12<br />
Inside view of The Snowy Day box</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">See what I mean? Time to SELL.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Captain America "Reach for the stars" tin: $15.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Vintage Wonder Woman soap box: $15 </td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Vintage <em>LIFE</em> ads cedar cigar box purse: $58</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Vintage <em>LIFE</em> ads cedar cigar box purse (I hadn't put the handle on it yet in this pic): $45<br />
Vintage <em>Marvel Age</em> cedar cigar box: $32</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Back views of <em>LIFE </em>purse and <em>Marvel Age</em> box.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Back view of <em>Mary Poppins. SOLD</em></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Inside view of <em>Mary Poppins</em> box</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Inside view of <em>Mary SOLDPoppins</em> box</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Gotham Central Batman cedar cigar box: $22</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Batman <em>Hush</em> cedar cigar box: $18</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Inside view of Batman <em>Hush</em>.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">"Manwatching" briefcase, all Vintage Playboy articles and ads: $145</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Back view of Manwatching.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">closeup of Manwatching.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Inside view of Manwatching.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Inside view of Manwatching. You need to see these ads in person.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Back view of Manwatching.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Vintage LIFE Sophia Loren wine crate: $62</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Inside view of Sophia Loren vintage <em>LIFE</em> Wine Crate.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">SOLD Playboy pine box with sliding top: $78</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">side view of Playboy box</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Playboy box, the other side.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Playboy box: flip it over!</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Inside Playboy box: "Well, it was advertised as having a loose weave."</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Flip over the sliding lid for one more treat:<br />
<strong>What Sort Of Man Reads Playboy? "A young guy whose program </strong><br />
<strong>for pleasure includes everything from beautiful sights to swinging." </strong><br />
Ok, yes, it DID say "swinging sounds," but that word <br />
had the misfortune of being on the next line.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">SOLD Cedar cigar box shrine to vintage Vargas for Playboy.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">The captions to the Vargas pictures could not be cheesier....</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">"What sort of peace did you have in mind, Mr. Smith?"</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">"You've heard of body language? Well, I'm a very outspoken person."</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">"What I asked you was how you liked my <em>asp</em>, silly."</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">These kitschy coasters...</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">...are now these SOLD kitschy coasters.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">"Playboy Club-Hotel to open in the East" Coaster set: $32</td></tr>
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copyright 2015, Tanya Monier<br />
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Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09442829126409606665noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-147327841422527581.post-31635568992803438852015-02-02T16:24:00.000-05:002015-02-10T20:13:43.920-05:00Littlest Sweat Shop, pt. 1<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">
<span style="font-size: large;">So, it looks like this outside...has for weeks now. Locals in their right mind (happily, most people) are not putting their valuable "trash" on the curb for this Badger to collect and resell.</span> </div>
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I'm fine with this. Now is not the time for curb shopping. Now is time to settle in to the corner of the sofa and get crafting.</div>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Coffee is essential safety equipment.</td></tr>
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<strong> </strong><span style="font-size: large;"><strong>I have a name for this area: Littlest Sweat Shop.</strong> </span></div>
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"Not funny!" you declare? "Sweatshops are a blight on our post-industrial world!"<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">The first time I made that joke, Barbara refused to take her <br />
hands off her eyes...so I glued her to a cookie tin. (see below)</td></tr>
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I can only justify myself by reminding the reader of an undeniable truth:<br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">Like Crime, Craft Does Not Pay.</span></div>
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During the last week, I have scrutinized nearly everything in my home for its crafty potential. My husband gently steps away when he sees me stalking around with murder--I mean Mod Podge...oh, well, same thing--on my mind.</div>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">1966 Life Magazine + Big Cookie Tin <br />
+ Olaf Photobomb = Good times!</td></tr>
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No cigar box is safe in my home. I will superhero the heck out of anything that crosses my path.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">These Marvel superheroes are not the only ones on the warpath. SOLD</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">I like DC Comics, but you gotta admit that Marvel delivers variety</td></tr>
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I removed all the light switch covers from the basement to make these beauties.<br />
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On Facebook, some have attracted more attention than others.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">That lightswitch is going to poke out of his thigh, you dirty-minded people.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">And I don't want to hear any more about where a flipped-up switch will look like it's going<br />
...she's an Amazon, Friends! She can handle the situation. </td></tr>
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Busted old frames have been reborn. <br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">"Heroes And"...your kid's face? A mirror? I done good, right? SOLD</td></tr>
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I love my Wonder Woman. Check out how her hair dips in to the inner frame space.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Not For Sale</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">It will be. It will be fine, I promise.</td></tr>
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Even glassware isn't safe in my home these days.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Fill with medicine of your own choice!<br />
SOLD</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Put in a tea candle and make a prayer.</td></tr>
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Upcycled Long Island Iced Tea glass: "Welcome To My Nightmare." I want it to be a votive for some jaded young thing.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">I guess you <em>could</em> put pencils in it.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">You have no idea how hard this was to put together.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">That's right, Friends: just like the Wonder Woman, you can rise above.</td></tr>
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1980s <em>Wonder Woman </em>dealt with all kinds of emotional issues, even the jealous MIL: "It means I <em>WON</em>, doesn't it? He loved me, and he <em>did not</em> love them!"<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">She's going to be a real joy at the old people's home.<br />
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Wonder Woman is no Dr. Phil (which is good in so many ways), but she's plenty wise: "No wonder he stopped visiting her. I believe her love came at a <em>price....</em>And yet, she did the best she could."<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Come on--there's got to be a market for this one!</td></tr>
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My most OCD moment came when I took a church sale find--a set of wooden nesting boxes--and turned them into The Avengers...arranged by <em>size.</em><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">See Hawkeye? Yeah, he's crouching by Black Widow. I'm not a fan. SOLD</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">The underside of each one is equally fabulous.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">I'm getting the hang of carving with an X-acto knife. Hulk was busting through a page of words.<br />
Now, he's busting through this box (on both sides!) </td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">It's difficult, but I love wrapping an image around corners.</td></tr>
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Then, it struck me: Why stop with <em>fictional</em> superheroes? Muhammad Ali was smarter and far more animated than most comics.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">My Brother Ali</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">See what I mean? I love him.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">You would not BELIEVE the ads in Boxing Illustrated. <br />
Their readers clearly have issues with their, um, light switches.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">A Badger does, too; but now is not that time.</td></tr>
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Classic Barbara Streisand, too, deserves superhero status.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">SOLD, thank you!</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">"Stricken with phenomenal success at 23..."<br />
Look at <em>LIFE</em> sneak in a modest cleavage shot, so naughty.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">The SUIT! The HAT!</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">"The audience should yell bravo--or boo."<br />
You know when I booed Barbara? When she took over Philosophy Hall at <br />
Columbia University to make that lame <em>The Mirror Has Two Faces</em><br />
....We students had to enter from the basement for weeks, <em>grrrr</em>.<br />
I won the "Most Likely To Bitch About Barbara" award, and I earned it.</td></tr>
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