Saturday, October 31, 2009
RANDOM ENCYCLOPEDIA BRITANNICA
EDINBURGH- the ancient capital of scotland. on a group of hills w/ deep ravines. the name is a memorial of the intrusion of a new people. when at the beginning of the 7th C, the race of Idareared the fortress of edwin's burgh on the rocky height + established the anglicans power on the forth. p. 659-668. TOO much history.
wanna go now. looks neat.
2 Antique BUCHERER Ball Jointed DOLLS c 1925 RARE Swiss
he got $405.
born in Switzerland in the 1920s, Marti and Noah had a dream, and that dream involved moving to New York City. They grew up together as neighbors, their mothers being best friends, so it was only natural the two would be inseparable. They did everything together, but their favorite thing was dance class.
Both excelled equally, and even their teachers agreed. These two boys were headed for Broadway.
They changed their names to Marti and Noah when they first arrived in the United States. I’m afraid I don’t know their original given names. Suffice it to say, those are the names that appear on the old lease they signed when they found their dream apartment in The Village.
Marti fixed up the apartment while Noah hit the streets in search of work. Fortunately, they weren’t broke. Both their families had chipped in. They knew the boys had potential. Within a week Noah found them both jobs waiting tables at Sardi’s at night and teaching karate on weekends. Marti found barkcloth draperies in exactly the right color – bold irises on a violet ground. (The apartment had come “furnished,” but, as Marti put it, “This all has to go. I’d rather kill myself than live with this drab stuff.”)
Even though the boys were exactly the same height, 7 ¾”, Marti was no match for Noah when it came to karate. He was an aggressive fighter – sometimes a little too aggressive, according to Marti.
As the years passed, Noah became less domineering. They gave up karate to dedicate themselves fulltime to dance. They were never without work – both on and off Broadway. And when the final curtain fell, you could find the boys at an after-hours club – sometimes dancing together ‘til dawn.
Each had lots of friends but none better than one another.
As far as we know, they never really retired. They merely decided to rest for awhile . . . After all, they had their scrapbooks full of clippings and reviews, and they had each other.
Both guys took care of themselves and are still in nice physical condition. They’re thinking of doing a little traveling . . . perhaps to your house. Got room?
Friday, October 30, 2009
my roman key. 1/2 off. i knew it was a key. no idea how old. jack frost's sale. one of the few times waiting or 1/2 off worked.