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Saturday, September 26, 2009

 

RANDOM HOARD

i do seem to be collecting butter pats.

 

RANDOM HUICHOL YARN ART

santos daniel carillo jimenez

 

RANDOM LURE

 

RANDOM LURE

 

RANDOM LOL

 

 

RANDOM FRACTAL

 

 

 

 



RANDOM VOLCANO CAM

winter is coming. bah.

 

RANDOM SQUIRREL

 

RANDOM PIMPED RUG

 

RANDOM PHOTO ALBUM

another one found tues. they do like cats

 

RANDOM NORTH POLE CAM

the cam is FINALLY working again. was not working since sept 8. it is ice covered, santa is safe.

 

 

 





RANDOM 341 OBJECT

want

 


RANDOM EBAY OBJECT

got $81. no wonder i wanted it.

 

 

RANDOM PIMPED CAR

 

 

RANDOM ANTARCTICA

 

 

SATURN'S DAY BUTTER STAMP BLOGGING

 

SATURDAY OUTHOUSE BLOGGING

Friday, September 25, 2009

 

RANDOM ANIMAL

coooool

 

RANDOM TONAL CRITTER

 

RANDOM LURES

 

RANDOM LOL

narnia!

 

 

 

RANDOM FRACTAL

 

 

 

 

RANDOM ESTATE SALE

did i forget this from last saturday's sale? well, we had one when i was a kid. i remembered it.

 

RANDOM SQUIRL

 

RANDOM PIMPED RUG

 

RANDOM PHOTO ALBUM

another one from the bartlett's. she reeeeely liked cats.

 

RANDOM KITTY PRON

terror sleeps.

 

 

RANDOM 341 OBJECT

Antique Blue White & GOLD Miniature HAIDA Porcelain C&S

You probably haven’t heard of it, but since I live near Fairfield, Ohio I’ve heard the story many times. Hamilton, Ohio butts up against Fairfield to the north, and you’ve all heard of Hamilton because of the lyrics to some old country song One line in it tells the story of the migration from the Appalachians to Ohio during the Great Depression: “From Hazard to Harlan to Hamilton to Hell.”

 


Anyway, sometime back around 1940, just before WWII, a little war broke out between Hamilton and Fairfield. It only lasted a couple months, but, as with all wars, it took its toll. Seventeen outhouses were overturned, several yards were toilet papered and Foxy Wainscott claims his grandmother was shot in the face with birdshot for telling One-Eye Wilcox’s granddaddy that he came from a long line of ignernt. Actually, we all know Foxy’s grandmother was simply born ugly, and she grew up to be an ugly old woman. End of story.

This cup and saucer set is quite small, but it’s in the condition it was on the day it was made by Boseck & Company of Haida. (Haida was in what was Bohemia/Czechoslovakia. It is now called Novy Bor, which is about 47 miles north of Prague, but who cares about all that?)

 

That is the mark Boseck used from 1892 until they went belly up in 1934. This cup & saucer is from somewhere in the teens, I think. The saucer is 4” in diameter, and the cup is 2” tall. There are no chips or cracks, just a couple imperfections, glazed over because they occurred in the mold. Don’t worry. They’re tiny. You wouldn’t even have noticed if I hadn’t opened my big trap about it. OH – THE WAR! I’ll tell you about it in a second. But first, my rules. . .

 

There are those two imperfections I mentioned. So . . . Nobody knows for sure who started the first battle of the war between Hamilton and Fairfield, but most think it was two of the women of the Dorcas Class at the First Absolute Truth Shouting Church of the Innocent Onlooker down on Elm Street in Hamilton.

 

As the Dorcas Class members were walking from their Sunday school class to the front door, one of them invited the other over for tea. She said, “We’ll use the little miniature cups and saucers my sister’s boy sent me for my birthday.”

“They’re called “demitasse cups,” the other replied with an affected accent.

“No,” said the first. “They aren’t French. Our family doesn’t buy French. They are just little miniature cups and saucers.” That started a “they are” “they ain’t” “they are” “they ain’t” match that didn’t end well.

To make a long story short, let’s just say that by the time the preacher and Harry Cox separated the two, their lipstick was all over their faces, and both feathered hats lay in shambles on the ground.

The preacher was pushing the bigger of the two into a car as she was yelling “COMMUNIST UPPITY *@#&%!” at the top of her lungs. The other, being held back by her husband, was shouting just as loudly, “MORON! UNCOUTH IDIOT HICK!”

 

So anyway. It’s time to bid. I’ve gotta get busy. More on that war over the uses of the words “miniature” and “demitasse” later.

 

random ebay object

 

 

RANDOM PIMPED CAR

56 pontiac catalina

 

 

RANDOM ANTARCTICA

 

 

FRIG'S DAY FAN BLOGGING

 

FRIDAY ART BLOGGING

another acrylic from denmark. i was in a horse kinda mood. and i sorta saw that landscape in denmark.

Thursday, September 24, 2009

 



RANDOM PRETTY

 

 

RANDOM TONALA CRITTER

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