Saturday, May 16, 2020

Behold...


...the tools of my ignorance...and this, the newest weapon in my meager arsenal...

...that's a circa 1925 mid-iron, ordered from an ebay seller in England.  Cost me more to have it shipped ($35) than it did to purchase the antique hickory club ($30).

And today I put it through its paces in my first skirmish of the year with the demigods of the golf underworld...

...not unexpectedly, golf demigods 1, me 0...but, this was a truly enjoyable round...

...for early season, I probably played as well as I ever have...

...and while admittedly that's not saying a whole lot, yet today I experienced what I always hope to whenever I tee it up:

some solitude, some exercise and a very enjoyable stroll through the country.




Ever seen one of these before?

That's a G.E. Monitor Top refrigerator...made in the late 1920's through about 1937....
a well heeled couple in the 1930's about to take a step up in the world...

...with a well earned reputation as being one of the most reliable appliances ever made.

There are still plenty of them working and in use today.

You can find them on ebay for $300 to $500...same type my grandmother had in her New York apartment when we visited her in the 1960's.

Here's an advertiser's optimistic view of how much you might expect to refrigerate inside your Monitor Top...

So why - other than my general interest in things historical - do I care about this?

Seeing that 1926 Gatsby style house last week got me to thinking about how we'd furnish an art deco themed home, and of course we'd have to own one of these classic refrigerators.

On the other hand I do love living here in our mid century modern Castle Frankenstein, so maybe we'll just opt for an art deco style bonus room..

We've already got the tiled floors, so if we add a classic radio...

...an RCA 621TS TV...

...the right lighting...

...some appropriate seating...


...the proper fireplace...

...a period correct telephone...

...voila...we'll grab some cold chicken from the ice box then hit the speakeasy...tell 'em Isadora Duncan sent you...



The dreaded Crying Man update...

...and this week I have much to cry about...only lost a pound, so sitting at 200 now.  The 190's are taunting me, languishing as they are on the opposite side of what appears to be an unbridgeable chasm.

This diet is making my life a living heck, but I am determined to soldier on as long as the man in the mirror resembles the Pillsbury Dough Boy...

...not the look I'm going for...



On my way back from the links I spotted this incisive commentary on our beloved fascist dictator for life...

...at least she appears to think that's her anointed title.

Cool sign, but he forgot the prefix "Dim".  ("Half" would also be acceptable.)


The glorious sunshine and pleasant temperatures are beseeching me to come experience them, and so I must leave you now.

...yeah, I'm probably not gonna do that, so feel free to go about your daily life now.

later, mcm fans...

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