Now, I love the old-time book illustration look of the fabric but WHY WHY WHY must all Halloween fabric be 50% polyester?! Is there some law that only manufacturers of "novelty" fabric know? Those of us with a love of Halloween but a polyester hatin' epidermis suffer untold agonies over this terrible ruling.
Please, people...100% cotton is GOOD. It's soft, it washes well, it doesn't get that weird smell (unless the cat pees on it a bunch of times)...those of us who itch thank you for using cotton.
Ooh, hang on...this must mean Halloween products are starting to show up online. I gotta go get googlin'.
I was looking at The Proceedings of the Athanasius Kircher Society and came across a picture and description of an elephant bezoar stone, used as a charm in 17th century European society to combat poison in drinks. Apparently these stones (usually acquired from less glamorous animals) really do work to remove arsenic, so next time you go out drinking with a girl named Lucretia, don't leave home without your gall stone of calcium and hair.
Elephant shamelessly ripped off from Rod Filbrandt's much superior (and drunker) version here.
Leonardo da Vinci was a genius most would agree. He was a painter and a scientist and could cook a mean polenta. And how do we celebrate his genius?
By sticking his name on a lousy B-movie with the always bland Tom Hanks, called the DA VINCI COLD. If you haven't seen this yet, don't continue reading. Spoiler ahead. The plot centers around a centuries old conspiracy by the Vatican to keep da Vinci's greatest invention a secret: the cure for the common cold. See, there is too much money made in cold medicines, and the bigshot lobbyists and popes are keeping it hush hush. Having just gotten over a bad cold myself, I wish i could get some of the stuff.
Movie review: Two thumbs down. Don't waste your money this virus.
Here's a tiny tribute to P.D. Eastman I did for the FBDCA National Specialty: Canine Health Foundation--French Bulldog Designated Fund auction while on holidaze with the clan in beautiful York Beach, Maine. All I had to work with was some of Kip's mom's crow quills, 2 pencil crayons and about 15 mins. to get crackin'!
Everybody else had already left for the York Wild Kingdom Zoo and Amusement Park up the street, and I needed to catch up with them before the place got torn down and turned into a shopping mall.
This guy is offering only $50 dollars for the return of a stack of polaroid photos of strippers all held together with a rubberband. If I found such a treasure on the street, the reward would have to be far heftier for me to consider returning to the rightful owner. Poster spotted at Post and Van Ness in San Francisco.
Well, we're in the process. The inspection went ok. So if all goes as planned we'll be moving into this little bugger in about a month. It's in Portland. That's right, we're moving our funky operation down to the City of Roses, Stumptown, Bridgetown, the land of Beavers! Goodbye Seattle. I'll miss the sound and it's oceany smells and the seagulls and seeing the space needle on the skyline, but I'm excited to explore a new city, especially one that's more bikeable and not filled to the brim with towering condo castles popping up on every corner like ugly mushrooms. Our house is funky and charming with an awesome secret garden-ish yard & detached shop which, once 'fixed up', (a lot is needed) will house my studio (woo hoo!). The lot is almost a quarter acre! The current tenants are obsessive gardeners (roses, a WILLOW TREE, tomatoes, peppers, cucumbers, multitudinous Dahlias- an arbor with purple clematis climbing up it)...how dreamy is that? There's some work to be done to the place (ahem), but we are pumped to hit the aisles of Home Depot & start bickering over which color of plumber's putty to use.... Ahhhh....