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  • Climbing trees

    One of H.o.p.’s cousins has a tree house, as does PBS’ Arthur, and H.o.p. has decided he wants one. He has just done a sketch of a tree house, “It has an art gallery, there, and a play room.” At first I thought it was only intended to be an imaginary tree house but no,…

  • It don’t worry me

    It don’t worry me

    Lance Mannion last week compared Kelly’s Heroes and MASH in a post at American Street, Kelly’s Heroes are my Heroes. Which also got some commentary here. I ended up bringing up Nashville and thus got a pointer over to an Altman Blogfest that was occurring this past weekend. I didn’t participate as it’s difficult for…

  • Yes, but we knew Wymsey when…

    Congratulations to Wymsey! Wymsey made it into the NY Times today, via a cooking article which I’ll publish in full here as it will one day become subscription content. Wymsey is the wonderful absurdist creation of Charles Ivermee, and to find out more about why I’m posting this here, skip to below the article. Take…

  • Entropy Circus, strawberries and popsicles

    Earlier was having a very nice time sitting here eating strawberries and listening to Entropy Circus’ The Goats & The Peacock from Open Source Audio. I came across it through doing a search for Caruso. And there was Entropy Circus, because it incorporates Caruso in one of the tracks. I started listening and pretty much…

  • Lotsa Poppa

    I noted yesterday that Marty played for years with singer Lotsa Poppa. Mostly at Blind Willie’s but also at such clubs as the venerated Royal Peacock, and the Libra Ballroom, on the same bill as people lilke Bobby “Blue” Bland. I used to have the greatest rainbow-colored posters of those dates but one day had…

  • Fury of the artist

    H.o.p. is furious at me. He believes I lost a drawing of his. I probably did. I probably threw it away. He draws ten thousand pictures a day and it’s impossible to keep them all, which he would do if he could. We haven’t the room so I sort them out occasionally and throw away…

  • The oak tree revisited

    In the summer we helped host a couple of benefits for the tree that’s the subject of the below article, the first benefit rained out by hurricane Dennis. I’d like to note first that the AJC reports that Atlanta is still the city of trees with a canopy that spreads “forever”. What they don’t state…

  • In case you hadn't noticed

    It looks different around here, doesn’t it? But I’ve got some tweaking to do. A fair bit of it. Am not settled on the shades of white to gray thing. I’m doing the web equivalent of This Old House while I am trailing tissue paper all over the place. And so has been H.o.p. When…

  • How to buy modern furniture

    If you don’t know how to buy modern furniture, this 1952 Dupont ad will tell you how. I’m curious, but not curious enough to purchase it. Our source for modern furniture is now Ikea, which finally arrived in Atlanta. All our old lamps, collected from various attics, basements and closets of places we’d lived in…

  • The woman washing cars with a hamburger is funny stuff

    H.o.p. right now is excited about any movie that comes out, as long as it’s not frightening. He wants to see that movie “…about mermaids! There’s going to be a movie about a mermaid! I’ve never seen a mermaid!” Then when there was the commercial for the horror film about mutants from the Manhattan Project…

  • I didn’t have to eventually make a figure skating post, but here it is.

    I’m going to be sticking in bed all day. I hate to do that. But I got blasted bad with either a stomach bug or something like food poisoning last night and have only enough energy today to lift the remote control, flit through some channels, reminding myself of why I never watch television, and…

  • Chocolate fountain only on some Sundays

    Chocolate fountain only on some Sundays

    Another Boingboing pointer because it is about chocolate and because the new Fernbank exhibit is on chocolate which is an exhibit making a nationwide tour. I love chocolate but am no connoisseur, just like I love coffee but am no connoisseur, and one it comes down to it am fine with a really oily french…