tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-43710591128103607062024-03-13T03:21:14.524-07:00Hoarder of Awesome!Fuzzy pictures and crappy writing about my OCD-fuled obsessions with Kitsch, Bad art, Mid-century Furniture, and Rock n' Roll...and so much more!Petro B Pettsonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14807988205211691379noreply@blogger.comBlogger30125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4371059112810360706.post-84164776179958764082012-06-02T15:20:00.000-07:002012-06-02T15:21:28.308-07:00Ming RedI'm really busy with other things that I should be working on, so what better time to update my much neglected blog?!
Here's a detail from a piece that I had in a recent group show in Chicago at the Oh No! Doom! gallery...
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I recently(comparred to my last post, anyway) finally got an art desk. It's by Haskell of Pittsburgh, and the inspection tag says the color is Ming Red, though it just looks orange to me. I couldn't believe how clean this thing was when I found it.
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I found this MASSIVE hanging light at an antique store in Marshall, MI for like $80. Eventually, it's gonna hang above my matching <a href="http://hoarderofawesome.blogspot.com/search?updated-min=2009-01-01T00:00:00-08:00&updated-max=2010-01-01T00:00:00-08:00&max-results=2">Electrohome Apollo record player</a>.
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Here's my desk in inaction. The Burke Inc. chair is fresh out of my dad's barn. We had a whole dining set at some point when I was little, and my dad tossed the probably still decent condition table years ago and used the chairs in the garage to sit on while working on his cars. Most of 'em got pretty nasty with grease and dirt. All 4 were still out there when I grabbed this, the least fucked up one. I also recently salvaged some hairpin legs from a formerly cool, now trashed 50's coffee table my dad had rotting on the porch for some reason.
The repro "Orgy Of The Dead" poster was one of my X-mas gifts from Melanie. You can score one for yourself on Ebay(I forget the name of the people who make these) for like $12 or something. They also make KILLER Weird-ohs model kit advertising mobiles. I have one of those too!
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My band recently downsized when our drummer Tiffany and her girlfriend Lane relocated to NYC, and our rhythm guitarist, Rudy, switched to drums. I just repainted his kick drum head. I outlined the letters in neon blue! I'm pretty happy with the results.
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I'd like to say that I'll start updating this page more regularly, but it seems that the more promises I make, the more I drop the ball. Until next time...Petro B Pettsonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14807988205211691379noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4371059112810360706.post-90270006620587929682011-10-19T16:04:00.000-07:002011-10-19T16:50:51.772-07:00A Rare Update...Food, SICKLES, and Girls!Finally!!! I wanted to do this update MONTHS ago, but my computer crashed, and I lost tons pictures and stuff...everything was a mess that I didn't wanna deal with...but I'm diggin' out finally. <br /><br />I got a new ride! A restored 1957 Puch Allstate! <br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgXaPQ_WtAxZ-pAlOTZCJPYo1vssGLgfFK7i6wcW6T3MbW677mqhZuH5l38dxTlhezdqUMfYr_kzI3KejOY_VM0SI8Un5QbdbjabTn8cYKOBsQpAfb53yRyuj8pPq6ttwK8ybUmvqyC_KQ/s1600/scooter+010.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgXaPQ_WtAxZ-pAlOTZCJPYo1vssGLgfFK7i6wcW6T3MbW677mqhZuH5l38dxTlhezdqUMfYr_kzI3KejOY_VM0SI8Un5QbdbjabTn8cYKOBsQpAfb53yRyuj8pPq6ttwK8ybUmvqyC_KQ/s400/scooter+010.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5665344177225095426" /></a><br /><br />I still need some parts, like a cover to keep my pant leg outta the engine...but it runs and is quite fun to ride...except something's now loose...so I need to take it into the shop next time I have money.<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEihLt6QjNxH9LJLwQONvRDY_UOZ0AGqx6Au_VdMjCfaZN5nZOo4dH-auvcLEtLzlnQzJ5Ky9ib6ABKIDPa-uICvIEs-NU4a4YKQnCjc19A7gISZJ7B4HDgnCZK8l04XD3rtvipIP9MiKBM/s1600/scooter+009.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEihLt6QjNxH9LJLwQONvRDY_UOZ0AGqx6Au_VdMjCfaZN5nZOo4dH-auvcLEtLzlnQzJ5Ky9ib6ABKIDPa-uICvIEs-NU4a4YKQnCjc19A7gISZJ7B4HDgnCZK8l04XD3rtvipIP9MiKBM/s400/scooter+009.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5665343843202091922" /></a><br /><br />Check out that paint job!<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg0Xw3NzF-IrSd6XhUrWyMh7jTVBUamAA9WhLwaD_KGxhfzHIICBx5p9sDhqNU5_ZBFUxC-xNnGAz1iJgb895QQOO3gMFMxFWYoDvmyu46Nr2tp5noushtF5cn1dIz0RoU3SyNdY0L6w_M/s1600/scooter+005.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg0Xw3NzF-IrSd6XhUrWyMh7jTVBUamAA9WhLwaD_KGxhfzHIICBx5p9sDhqNU5_ZBFUxC-xNnGAz1iJgb895QQOO3gMFMxFWYoDvmyu46Nr2tp5noushtF5cn1dIz0RoU3SyNdY0L6w_M/s400/scooter+005.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5665343840653711442" /></a><br /><br />The dude I got it from found it in a dumpster 2 years ago, and restored it with parts scrounged from the Internet.<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhNeR3Zzi9N9kE_zjI9wklkk4EqM0sDyKZKOwOZBHX8JgZwEoD7yU-L7kSzHmtWMaw6U0xmhISG9ZnUZdGaySWL2iIwRyLQyxxTS3_qa4jjs8Ek45U3q75HkVY6Cg8ierL5Hnm9qHY3eG0/s1600/scooter+004.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhNeR3Zzi9N9kE_zjI9wklkk4EqM0sDyKZKOwOZBHX8JgZwEoD7yU-L7kSzHmtWMaw6U0xmhISG9ZnUZdGaySWL2iIwRyLQyxxTS3_qa4jjs8Ek45U3q75HkVY6Cg8ierL5Hnm9qHY3eG0/s400/scooter+004.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5665343836263160866" /></a><br /><br />Glistening in the sun. The White walls are NOS Pirelli's from the early '60s<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhqiWRKDM7tJGME178wRjDE26mv860kh6KlNtH0BiD8dlki7Kq-g8SOdSeMIyK_kk5v7MB1tBrmNcaX-Zae3h4DdpgZnNoWOYLZ3Fi5iU-CJamZlcGoXeqnEzYr-VaYFF2W-3_pMDBcmBw/s1600/scooter+003.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhqiWRKDM7tJGME178wRjDE26mv860kh6KlNtH0BiD8dlki7Kq-g8SOdSeMIyK_kk5v7MB1tBrmNcaX-Zae3h4DdpgZnNoWOYLZ3Fi5iU-CJamZlcGoXeqnEzYr-VaYFF2W-3_pMDBcmBw/s400/scooter+003.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5665343831562193954" /></a><br /><br />The speedometer doesn't work, but it smokes my friend's Metro scooter...<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh-IQze6hPOZK8vm7skjyDE1sK6yKcFh-Grp7ypvnUaZIYPZ9JeB5PYGMUfworR_Y_YuZqSmMQMOwnomTt6HrBc0Kys9pcMWUlv20En3Q0kn3uD8sVzIvJP8DW_zAJLfby4x9v4yeFCiYw/s1600/scooter+001.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh-IQze6hPOZK8vm7skjyDE1sK6yKcFh-Grp7ypvnUaZIYPZ9JeB5PYGMUfworR_Y_YuZqSmMQMOwnomTt6HrBc0Kys9pcMWUlv20En3Q0kn3uD8sVzIvJP8DW_zAJLfby4x9v4yeFCiYw/s400/scooter+001.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5665343830515062162" /></a><br /><br />Here's me right after riding it for the first time. I later lowered the seat and fixed the mirror.<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj114O4GrEcyFRan-NairEgshVdN85yyGUUfPlJy1MUpQzoyP0JNfWuimfbJDBjBa-4ok_NuXK68JMRuz_gO0Sj9EZkTK5S6eTt-z704H7GUukUNFSHLVvj1tTm5AriNfCWbmKCxuWsxRk/s1600/scooterrrr.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj114O4GrEcyFRan-NairEgshVdN85yyGUUfPlJy1MUpQzoyP0JNfWuimfbJDBjBa-4ok_NuXK68JMRuz_gO0Sj9EZkTK5S6eTt-z704H7GUukUNFSHLVvj1tTm5AriNfCWbmKCxuWsxRk/s400/scooterrrr.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5665344965518355538" /></a><br /><br />In with the new, out with the old...I traded away my Hondas to the guy that restored the Puch. Hopefully I have some cash in a couple years, so I can buy the bike he builds from them.<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhlQ4oY8CAuU4N3TJql4dQxTKNXZfNFfume8mk2j2w9HJ-34MGIBa8jYP_TVyXGIZJyOtXeJOGvicoxahL4Msl3uc63t2hsGs0TYRXVer_S-I7IeBBsd886mzhkc46Fu5p1fLHDRk9RsIg/s1600/gonerfestspeedshifters+015.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhlQ4oY8CAuU4N3TJql4dQxTKNXZfNFfume8mk2j2w9HJ-34MGIBa8jYP_TVyXGIZJyOtXeJOGvicoxahL4Msl3uc63t2hsGs0TYRXVer_S-I7IeBBsd886mzhkc46Fu5p1fLHDRk9RsIg/s400/gonerfestspeedshifters+015.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5665348814198064834" /></a><br /><br />About a month ago, I went to the Speedshifters wheel club's annual summer-end party. I didn't get there 'til late, but I still got some decent Pics of my buddy Cody's AMAZING rides. Here's one of his choppers... <br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEilFjIe8iOrX_VyQFaS-pVuiQMayXk2LHIlcTsWJ0Ood9W9LoOEN9-1UztzAHcaQmGILhWBSep7VRurALkUxGbtZjbQXaDBuFm-FlbpkojvXWKt-mIU49RWfoBqY3F5uCstIjnrimqIhWc/s1600/gonerfestspeedshifters+060.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEilFjIe8iOrX_VyQFaS-pVuiQMayXk2LHIlcTsWJ0Ood9W9LoOEN9-1UztzAHcaQmGILhWBSep7VRurALkUxGbtZjbQXaDBuFm-FlbpkojvXWKt-mIU49RWfoBqY3F5uCstIjnrimqIhWc/s400/gonerfestspeedshifters+060.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5665350059328377202" /></a><br /><br />I LOVE his metal flake red '60 Chevy gasser!<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjAiLABnkbAUBWZBFGlgcBpcjN54wmobul6EZ2Gdfn7nWFXvhcq6V88FWup4LHpQDz9JRdRKdCn31nIjCP9nkQ8O5aMXRbhMhZxFOgl1M-TNdYR0As7a2aMxG7PnAhFGnzr1uMDmAIuOus/s1600/gonerfestspeedshifters+059.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjAiLABnkbAUBWZBFGlgcBpcjN54wmobul6EZ2Gdfn7nWFXvhcq6V88FWup4LHpQDz9JRdRKdCn31nIjCP9nkQ8O5aMXRbhMhZxFOgl1M-TNdYR0As7a2aMxG7PnAhFGnzr1uMDmAIuOus/s400/gonerfestspeedshifters+059.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5665350055136868466" /></a><br /><br />It used to be my favorite local hot rod...<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiKgDq0c8tLvY9ZwykYl0sg1fPTIf94SFeJs0XYxMhO4rYNxTJ8lec19qgylb8Oezw2evsy_GVKhzRPQasWY8DFDsEClJL-NG-6fXADd_vjsgK8DqklxcDM5ho_HJEYGl99IWCedBZa0m8/s1600/gonerfestspeedshifters+058.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiKgDq0c8tLvY9ZwykYl0sg1fPTIf94SFeJs0XYxMhO4rYNxTJ8lec19qgylb8Oezw2evsy_GVKhzRPQasWY8DFDsEClJL-NG-6fXADd_vjsgK8DqklxcDM5ho_HJEYGl99IWCedBZa0m8/s400/gonerfestspeedshifters+058.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5665350049011261922" /></a><br /><br />...But he's sure topped himself with his new bubble top rod!<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiCRMpVc4-k8DdunE0KAjg7ueNVCUf39T2fmQvOW9hOCmH3y1zdVzm8TMqAvStDmfVPf2qoPwzHIUMmbiE5ENEoOAH50qPBR-hyo1aR8hrqoumS15kPnu2fEh8B4ubfQrQ47BbNO-k2JJg/s1600/gonerfestspeedshifters+057.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiCRMpVc4-k8DdunE0KAjg7ueNVCUf39T2fmQvOW9hOCmH3y1zdVzm8TMqAvStDmfVPf2qoPwzHIUMmbiE5ENEoOAH50qPBR-hyo1aR8hrqoumS15kPnu2fEh8B4ubfQrQ47BbNO-k2JJg/s400/gonerfestspeedshifters+057.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5665350043731915122" /></a><br /><br />HOLY SHIT!!<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEinV_jcDrLask6AgbcL9EVED83TUvk1PzvBBp_EmBIstuigVG7sCBENdwcZi0-SSxUBVbHez1Jcm0ogBOzWDEgVNPjQxW0hLvsHngY_NBLn_kiaTHKDTVNXl4izzAvSVvbaDEn_787Wqa8/s1600/gonerfestspeedshifters+055.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEinV_jcDrLask6AgbcL9EVED83TUvk1PzvBBp_EmBIstuigVG7sCBENdwcZi0-SSxUBVbHez1Jcm0ogBOzWDEgVNPjQxW0hLvsHngY_NBLn_kiaTHKDTVNXl4izzAvSVvbaDEn_787Wqa8/s400/gonerfestspeedshifters+055.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5665350039217985394" /></a><br /><br />I wish it was light enough out to get the interior...White fur and clear plastic seats!<br /><br />Lastly, for Halloween, The Hemingers are gonna perform as one of my all time favorite bands...The Mummies!!!<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEidP5bCrh5n2K7-jEjHIY4UrrHzVoiWFcg28luBIDlwypnWFQ8u_NvDSVJ6g1SuUIAPzwH-22EqsXVrq82ERz7cDvJILemsFzPBanEzijE17mowaNCfMxXbAX0NyjPXiuLcKzKz7BD8FVc/s1600/Carnival+of+souls+2.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 309px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEidP5bCrh5n2K7-jEjHIY4UrrHzVoiWFcg28luBIDlwypnWFQ8u_NvDSVJ6g1SuUIAPzwH-22EqsXVrq82ERz7cDvJILemsFzPBanEzijE17mowaNCfMxXbAX0NyjPXiuLcKzKz7BD8FVc/s400/Carnival+of+souls+2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5665353368270835282" /></a><br /><br />...and our buddies, No Bails are gonna be Wire!<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjOFamiJWJbQqNj-lgN9h9jfTp3xSvP2f0qKr8MURKJe6BvAIuJ14K6kcpYhRHqHrS2w2qOG5XuX35yLryLAX5t0wIhWNTCazXSdhg1cEDAawPyxiAn5FCVU3cKfkGHldkJw_YjU8y2jHE/s1600/Carnival+of+souls+1.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 309px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjOFamiJWJbQqNj-lgN9h9jfTp3xSvP2f0qKr8MURKJe6BvAIuJ14K6kcpYhRHqHrS2w2qOG5XuX35yLryLAX5t0wIhWNTCazXSdhg1cEDAawPyxiAn5FCVU3cKfkGHldkJw_YjU8y2jHE/s400/Carnival+of+souls+1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5665353363978782818" /></a>Petro B Pettsonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14807988205211691379noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4371059112810360706.post-24366142218832803112011-08-13T11:17:00.000-07:002011-08-13T12:32:06.115-07:00The GO sounds of H.O.A.!So, as usual, it's been a loooong time between posts, but this time it's not my fault. This post was held up waiting for an eBay package that took forevvvver to get here. Another future post is gonna be on my biggest purchase since starting HOA, but it's currently being repaired by more skilled hands. There's a hint to what it is in one of my pictures this post.
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<br />I've been wanting the Revells "Go sound of the slots" record ever since reading about it in the fantastic "Bubblegum Music is the Naked Truth" book, and I recently scored a copy. It's a Slot car themed surf/drag record mostly penned by the late Gary Usher. You may know Mr. Usher for his work with the Byrds and the Beach Boys. He co-wrote "409", amongst other hits...that's even his car revving up at the beginning of "409". Most of the songs on here sound like a second rate Beach Boys, unsurprisingly...but my favorite song here is actually a faux soul number that reminds me of the Who's cover of "Please, Please, Please". It's also one of the few songs on this record NOT written by Gary Usher...but I bring him up because he'll surface again later in the post. Anyway, hear "My Little Slot Coupe" <a href="http://youtu.be/wX6FaG2qYX0">here</a>.
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<br />Also in this picture is a record by a band called The Revengers. I found it at the local Salvation Army, and I can't find ANY info on it. from the label I've gathered that it was a local Coldwater, MI band in the 60's, and it was recorded in the Holland, Michigan area, but that's all I can find. The a side is decently done country-ish rock, but that's not really my bag...Listen to the surf instrumental "Revengers' Theme" <a href="http://youtu.be/vGHkAAnAGRA">here</a>.
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<br />Lastly, we have "The Big X-L" by Ougie and the Ougots. I found this randomly in a pile of my dad's albums that he hasn't listened to since the 60's...but he claims he has never seen it, so I assume it belonged to my uncle Christopher, who was killed in Vietnam. All I've been able to find on these guys is one picture online, and I learned that they were from Georgia. Big X-L refers to the Ford Galaxie 500/X-L. Check it out <a href="http://youtu.be/wKG0Arn-zvo">here</a>.
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<br />The kid's record player pictured I found real cheap at our local antique mall along with the Lesley Gore record. The record on the turntable is a beat-to-hell copy of J. J. Barnes' "Baby Please Come Back Home"/"Chains of Love". Some of you may know "Chains of Love" from the Dirtbombs' cover of it on "Ultraglide in Black". The green and white Platter Pak is from UHF in Royal Oak, MI, and the monster button is from the vintage clothing store next door. The orange swirl Platter Pak I scored on Ebay, after losing out on many others of the same design. I wish it was in better shape, but whatever...It's still awesome, and it's in use too.
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<br />The Humdinger Monster was apparently a 1 quart shake. In my quickie, half-assed research I found some neat Humdinger Monster puppets from '66 and an ad, but nothing saying who made the Humdinger.
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<br />Lastly, My newest eBay score...more Gary Usher madness! This JUST arrived on my porch today. I still need the other 2 Mr. Gasser albums...and I REALLY need the Weird-ohs and Silly Surfers LPs...if anyone's holding.
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<br />Petro B Pettsonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14807988205211691379noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4371059112810360706.post-25056471687199804852011-06-07T15:43:00.000-07:002011-06-07T16:50:37.373-07:00Don't trust anyone under 30!Hey-a, loyal readers! Like always, it's been a long time between updates. I've been up to a lot lately. One thing I did since last update was have an art show as part of the return of the amazing Chicago Blackout. I sold a lot of paintings, but this one was one of my favorites!<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh0a4KKm4lj9a3AlYRXZ2RavVgx_QTqTgZBP2mqKHSeKWBM6H_q4ZW4viKBM7krR5Q-q7C5ng_m2-xpDX2Eq4shKd0A_I04jVE-YWnnqE2gqgut4c9iMgm6K5Q68a66cbz-BMd2I8amq70/s1600/tytytytytytytytytytytytytyttt+024.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh0a4KKm4lj9a3AlYRXZ2RavVgx_QTqTgZBP2mqKHSeKWBM6H_q4ZW4viKBM7krR5Q-q7C5ng_m2-xpDX2Eq4shKd0A_I04jVE-YWnnqE2gqgut4c9iMgm6K5Q68a66cbz-BMd2I8amq70/s400/tytytytytytytytytytytytytyttt+024.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615615240507965938" /></a><br /><br />Another thing I did was turn 30. The Hemingers got to play a super fun show in Kalamazoo with Peach Kelli Pop for my B-day...here's a pic!<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhvn50IREdOCIXKTdK8z-VkKEnJC_kntc_xm1t4wvLW9ekiVWNprf8WdQxojCdjzZO5_Ycef6e9uwz0-qxFSYvIpsRNl0IKCTP5QdsS9wkFj2gl_-A231uGDuLgJbufo1NxqvBQqu_XGaA/s1600/tytytytytytytytytytytytytyttt+047.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhvn50IREdOCIXKTdK8z-VkKEnJC_kntc_xm1t4wvLW9ekiVWNprf8WdQxojCdjzZO5_Ycef6e9uwz0-qxFSYvIpsRNl0IKCTP5QdsS9wkFj2gl_-A231uGDuLgJbufo1NxqvBQqu_XGaA/s400/tytytytytytytytytytytytytyttt+047.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615615244294565842" /></a><br /><br />I finally got my hands on one of these nifty bird banks. I almost got one a couple years ago, but when I showed up at the antique store with money, it was gone. This one is in REALLY great shape, and still has a key to open the bottom and a scroll with a poem on it intact. It's made by Oy Mk Tuote Ab in Finland, in I'm guessing sometime between '65 and '72. <a href="http://gonkedglookedslurped.blogspot.com/2010/05/tv-tube-heart.html">Gonked Glooked Slurped wrote about these a year or so ago.<br /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiteJ5k2zr-T4IXgL1-jGID3J5Xj1JCKDefnQJsBaNXnFrVj6MwzwTDW__WDPxYNRrt8tzzL7fPhl8EX0uI37TqQoVp565jUFGALCDgu6AUdgQSpDcGATFZm3LwMzTP6JM5Pk-vtDYmr8s/s1600/tytytytytytytytytytytytytyttt+081.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiteJ5k2zr-T4IXgL1-jGID3J5Xj1JCKDefnQJsBaNXnFrVj6MwzwTDW__WDPxYNRrt8tzzL7fPhl8EX0uI37TqQoVp565jUFGALCDgu6AUdgQSpDcGATFZm3LwMzTP6JM5Pk-vtDYmr8s/s400/tytytytytytytytytytytytytyttt+081.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615614179970268706" /></a><br /><br />Here's another view of it on my cruddy living room couch.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj2vG6ktzAYwWNv6vyzSrhsyfHtkcVhwTU8wx5GqRVI1DehfPPiMfm6fHuBXd79IG5NF9hkuBPEi9E-2VfmF9gxVRSSmEu_lWt3X9A_Ul942lEl3OLWHsRerpgPKnFCAizRR7h2hldqXAY/s1600/tytytytytytytytytytytytytyttt+083.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj2vG6ktzAYwWNv6vyzSrhsyfHtkcVhwTU8wx5GqRVI1DehfPPiMfm6fHuBXd79IG5NF9hkuBPEi9E-2VfmF9gxVRSSmEu_lWt3X9A_Ul942lEl3OLWHsRerpgPKnFCAizRR7h2hldqXAY/s400/tytytytytytytytytytytytytyttt+083.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615614171436921698" /></a><br /><br />I got this neat ceramic drunk monk bank from the local goodwill for $2. There's no maker's marks, and I assume it's just something someone made in a ceramics class.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjEAkCQoM9uUDkNW2Frn_o3QjQAmejAOtnhrZWMRCOjq1DrSaKkwkhCVsL6x7fC__OLRKiSZ50D0Ju39WsoG3lMZMubYgiVAgAqJS_dr57rlYHAv8RpF9lDbEAB__M9TajsdyviZu__7wc/s1600/tytytytytytytytytytytytytyttt+085.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjEAkCQoM9uUDkNW2Frn_o3QjQAmejAOtnhrZWMRCOjq1DrSaKkwkhCVsL6x7fC__OLRKiSZ50D0Ju39WsoG3lMZMubYgiVAgAqJS_dr57rlYHAv8RpF9lDbEAB__M9TajsdyviZu__7wc/s400/tytytytytytytytytytytytytyttt+085.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615614166658108818" /></a><br /><br />This folk art PBR can man was at one of my favorite local antique stores. It's neat but when you lift his can....<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgrZ5kE6xMHLopakZN40X6Zox5S4Vy0vvUR_aVoHOP8a-lCu0XtjzQ676COUwvjKyB1m5WTrbSEG1Vg1oHFKlpEPyoCH1gvIs_9p1yYfdXdrGOytBIh050Vg8Shz0FrXOv3AqKNv21jqx4/s1600/tytytytytytytytytytytytytyttt+086.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgrZ5kE6xMHLopakZN40X6Zox5S4Vy0vvUR_aVoHOP8a-lCu0XtjzQ676COUwvjKyB1m5WTrbSEG1Vg1oHFKlpEPyoCH1gvIs_9p1yYfdXdrGOytBIh050Vg8Shz0FrXOv3AqKNv21jqx4/s400/tytytytytytytytytytytytytyttt+086.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615614158756933794" /></a><br /><br />....he has a wang! The rubber band is broken, but when you lift the can, he's supposed to get a boner. I had to buy it, 'cuz I'm nothing if not classy!<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgIqvzlj3SdBoqAZTlQ17HQ72v0tXiM-MpvRvUOd5SVFEqeSnt7vVvTq-_LdhzuTIgPvsxfpfHup4w1s45PleYgHW5mzJ5sfHKMDDI4CfOFYXLwFG0YpzGjIPJXHTze_SQXKjucxGze5tA/s1600/tytytytytytytytytytytytytyttt+087.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgIqvzlj3SdBoqAZTlQ17HQ72v0tXiM-MpvRvUOd5SVFEqeSnt7vVvTq-_LdhzuTIgPvsxfpfHup4w1s45PleYgHW5mzJ5sfHKMDDI4CfOFYXLwFG0YpzGjIPJXHTze_SQXKjucxGze5tA/s400/tytytytytytytytytytytytytyttt+087.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615614157867050082" /></a><br /><br />We picked up this nifty Stanley cabinet last summer in Lansing, and I never got around to uploading the pictures until now. Our friend Colleen wrote about this exact cabinet last year on her excellent <a href="http://knickknackpaddiewhack.blogspot.com/2010/04/just-some-stuffs.html">Space Age Squirrel blog.<br /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhF6mnFXPH0CpoTTgzAe0jyAAj1U9Q-Wmq6hkw_W3Wazq6XgdTxsGGKcheyJXanEQwc5ZE-OXICuUCKYjK6c6VU_Lh-DF9KGB0H-NM4m2pooVlyYY27ubMwRROzqUulnzGR4zj2bGYmm7k/s1600/tytytytytytytytytytytytytyttt+010.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhF6mnFXPH0CpoTTgzAe0jyAAj1U9Q-Wmq6hkw_W3Wazq6XgdTxsGGKcheyJXanEQwc5ZE-OXICuUCKYjK6c6VU_Lh-DF9KGB0H-NM4m2pooVlyYY27ubMwRROzqUulnzGR4zj2bGYmm7k/s400/tytytytytytytytytytytytytyttt+010.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615613191267246610" /></a><br /><br />We had our eyes on it for a long time, but it was out of our price range. Every time we saw it, it got a little cheaper until we finally snagged it for $95.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgExPemT3lRUfDoZwp3FjBUK1AqisP5k8FKDXQO4HwrKCydXkZtOgKVdZOE8QPILqudpH3WWfSVWqIuSxGIaUNU5FJCEAIEwSq1iKtwcw4TCURWj2O29uiVpxbLuuLDyC4-2LzXBp-zNCg/s1600/tytytytytytytytytytytytytyttt+015.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgExPemT3lRUfDoZwp3FjBUK1AqisP5k8FKDXQO4HwrKCydXkZtOgKVdZOE8QPILqudpH3WWfSVWqIuSxGIaUNU5FJCEAIEwSq1iKtwcw4TCURWj2O29uiVpxbLuuLDyC4-2LzXBp-zNCg/s400/tytytytytytytytytytytytytyttt+015.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615613181410377874" /></a><br /><br />It's at Melanie's bakery,and is currently LOADED with antiques...and the bakery now has a cooler floor. Right after we got this, my mom scored a pair of even better cabinets by stanley at an estate sale for $75. I'm jealous!<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgSEVi1g_MpfFbaoEtMZejUPAJyK7JTUJGZVKED8HTwDoL8BmjbE8-V43lg_IhdtkPqUFotDL6vOa5iH3-iOGtj4NTRlSnmth0hqWm8ykXacqwu8ZFU6VrdemW09k52vldVq5hBu5Gwjx0/s1600/tytytytytytytytytytytytytyttt+012.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgSEVi1g_MpfFbaoEtMZejUPAJyK7JTUJGZVKED8HTwDoL8BmjbE8-V43lg_IhdtkPqUFotDL6vOa5iH3-iOGtj4NTRlSnmth0hqWm8ykXacqwu8ZFU6VrdemW09k52vldVq5hBu5Gwjx0/s400/tytytytytytytytytytytytytyttt+012.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615613175023255106" /></a><br /><br />There are no manufacturer markings on this KILLER chair. We found it in Marshall, MI at another of my favorite antique shoppes. I now need a giant world map with red pins marking my next targets, and a long haired cat to pet while I plot evil deeds.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQLLQ6cyLaWTwSiMuRUD3yOEy8xSb-2_a4OnIF1inV_MWQEPpplx3fGDYP_zB2unHgDr-QyJTO52IvFI5YnVe3D1NhfVyDD7-XFIsLODN4RuHtOrFdNovYoYYE7lhiye9WET_wpYK4nic/s1600/tytytytytytytytytytytytytyttt+003.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQLLQ6cyLaWTwSiMuRUD3yOEy8xSb-2_a4OnIF1inV_MWQEPpplx3fGDYP_zB2unHgDr-QyJTO52IvFI5YnVe3D1NhfVyDD7-XFIsLODN4RuHtOrFdNovYoYYE7lhiye9WET_wpYK4nic/s400/tytytytytytytytytytytytytyttt+003.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615613166295194226" /></a><br /><br />This picture is in the bakery basement, but it currently sits in the office. Any info on the manufacturer would be much appreciated.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgJOdd_FCdvljQ3p0jnzhMf7PsyC6dhJtVD63ENRBK_NQ06uqEBVkCdDrw7rYw26WAQpyJyuc0bWkdYWuX35eSLvPPR0WD0f2FRaZPEm_Li9vFxH1_3Y5MlvoZFGJW_vEo2Tf37y0DS4LQ/s1600/tytytytytytytytytytytytytyttt+001.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgJOdd_FCdvljQ3p0jnzhMf7PsyC6dhJtVD63ENRBK_NQ06uqEBVkCdDrw7rYw26WAQpyJyuc0bWkdYWuX35eSLvPPR0WD0f2FRaZPEm_Li9vFxH1_3Y5MlvoZFGJW_vEo2Tf37y0DS4LQ/s400/tytytytytytytytytytytytytyttt+001.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615613161898724306" /></a>Petro B Pettsonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14807988205211691379noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4371059112810360706.post-32893962661874356082011-05-11T15:05:00.000-07:002011-05-14T08:51:15.770-07:00Taco Tuesday<a href="http://youtu.be/CiKDaeN4220">I made a music video...<br /><br />There's some of my art and some of my toys, and other people's art and toys, and a bunch of other random, eye pleasing stuff...and tacos. (click to view)</a><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhFQOs7msbRvYGucPYyjulrBverUOrR78PZqVztQBj88nRT7rxqwpY5_OVNXoSp5CU-c1bwf28t7IDqJfz7tFxOcTq-OuPWUg7d4j1rqQNM18GMETLOpoDWUEjHP2maADPnzuutWjVS3CE/s1600/hemingersandblog+002.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhFQOs7msbRvYGucPYyjulrBverUOrR78PZqVztQBj88nRT7rxqwpY5_OVNXoSp5CU-c1bwf28t7IDqJfz7tFxOcTq-OuPWUg7d4j1rqQNM18GMETLOpoDWUEjHP2maADPnzuutWjVS3CE/s400/hemingersandblog+002.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5605586502214077970" /></a><br /><br />Our tape's out now for $5. You can email me for info...<br /><br />hotbeefinjectionrocks@yahoo.com<br /><br />...or get it from Floridas Dying.Petro B Pettsonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14807988205211691379noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4371059112810360706.post-57171709536888593852011-04-26T00:45:00.000-07:002011-04-26T02:38:54.783-07:00Tonight We're Gonna Party Like It's 1993!So, my brother still has my camera cable, but in the meantime I was able to borrow one...Yippee! Also, it should be mentioned that I just polished off a bottle of Merlot.<br /><br />...Anyway, My new(ish) band, The Hemingers, Made a trip to Milwaukee and Chicago earlier this month. It was our first trek outta Michigan, and it was tons of fun, even though both David and I were in the middle of a nasty cold. I don't have a ton of pictures, because I was pretty hopped up on cold meds and free Schlitz, but I did snap a few.<br /><br />Due to some engine troubles with my van, we had to borrow a car and rent a Uhaul trailer. The kids on the trailer are really creepy! That boy skins neighborhood cats out in the woods!<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhwzLzhuA0ZLi6DX-AJzyGFHFjD6bB3W7j0wDy489HOg5nDVfAUBNM6lpnPo4pQOINu-TrzAt2HnFCKEXf1LeGJRJY0yy0jmMWHdN0C0Wy5YPLYCfGpANe7WF901Iik8a01lFZuCc8BRTw/s1600/jhfgbvdkjmhngbfdc+394.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhwzLzhuA0ZLi6DX-AJzyGFHFjD6bB3W7j0wDy489HOg5nDVfAUBNM6lpnPo4pQOINu-TrzAt2HnFCKEXf1LeGJRJY0yy0jmMWHdN0C0Wy5YPLYCfGpANe7WF901Iik8a01lFZuCc8BRTw/s400/jhfgbvdkjmhngbfdc+394.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599799420344368578" /></a><br /><br />We played Frank's Power Plant in Milwaukee with White Mystery, Overnight Lows, and Slow Walker. They all kicked ass! I really dig the sign at Frank's!<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjelwGpO_OCK_J9_R0Dza10iQS-NLiqPkC5wo-dDAHkkXh4y2nK1vlnMJf7C8CQMytS4ded1LRdl2XSRpub0Juq4YP1OAomWThVrvYiVibaY6wguxScs1-KVSiHgBdX3mvkttpgRclIvnY/s1600/jhfgbvdkjmhngbfdc+395.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjelwGpO_OCK_J9_R0Dza10iQS-NLiqPkC5wo-dDAHkkXh4y2nK1vlnMJf7C8CQMytS4ded1LRdl2XSRpub0Juq4YP1OAomWThVrvYiVibaY6wguxScs1-KVSiHgBdX3mvkttpgRclIvnY/s400/jhfgbvdkjmhngbfdc+395.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599799415308332034" /></a><br /><br />There are a few nice Motorcycles on display at Frank's. This Triumph is pretty much my dream bike...if only it had a shorter fork and was painted metal flake gold-green, with red and white pinstriping. <br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh3rrs6kFbZfJSkv4RF6ALdttuZJZ5hzb3ssPWCY5T_um64XO6iBZBztUBG3Wg2Z0x-aTCRWk6iJRSY7VAawtn3k0WzFT6xsRCn21VIkMSB68Ws510pir1dr_9W0J4NIf1PMgsr0imAlgs/s1600/jhfgbvdkjmhngbfdc+399.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh3rrs6kFbZfJSkv4RF6ALdttuZJZ5hzb3ssPWCY5T_um64XO6iBZBztUBG3Wg2Z0x-aTCRWk6iJRSY7VAawtn3k0WzFT6xsRCn21VIkMSB68Ws510pir1dr_9W0J4NIf1PMgsr0imAlgs/s400/jhfgbvdkjmhngbfdc+399.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599799411942959906" /></a><br /><br />You can see a video of us playing a cover of "Little Green Bag" at Frank's, as well as my awful white dude dancin', <a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0NSb9O0tgxw">here.</a><br /><br />...and Our cover of "The Zoo" <a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=iOoHvd5xzE4&feature=related">here</a>.<br /><br />In Chicago, I found this neat mural of some Hanna-Barbera favorites. David took a pretttty blurry picture. He must've been coughing...there was a lot of that on the trip.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg5cvz_rtT0noYy-yjVAPmynJGLC8DMjOqgZbLpOXdTzbvMAckZr5AkMHdXVgxlX7IfIA817y-6hGvYYVE6Wel5yE87zw235Qy-jeOBp-FeDs6LjzcnAT_mxwj3lBLVAjUm9jBnBKtPai0/s1600/jhfgbvdkjmhngbfdc+404.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg5cvz_rtT0noYy-yjVAPmynJGLC8DMjOqgZbLpOXdTzbvMAckZr5AkMHdXVgxlX7IfIA817y-6hGvYYVE6Wel5yE87zw235Qy-jeOBp-FeDs6LjzcnAT_mxwj3lBLVAjUm9jBnBKtPai0/s400/jhfgbvdkjmhngbfdc+404.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599799406529269266" /></a><br /><br />A couple days later(yes I did laundry...I didn't wear the Gonerfest shirt for a week straight), I got a package in the mail...<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiQrYj5jxi3t2wxg_zJmeB1IlIgwxwYkxq_Gt4pyEMAkHsnyzl8J9jiT0hGC-ze66Kxufcwl4ErE_vGZvJXRF7Myaq38LirGUzlxszmUboAdosybZ52YJ6vQBv7F8Qd58U3JQawrkFn1k4/s1600/jhfgbvdkjmhngbfdc+439.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiQrYj5jxi3t2wxg_zJmeB1IlIgwxwYkxq_Gt4pyEMAkHsnyzl8J9jiT0hGC-ze66Kxufcwl4ErE_vGZvJXRF7Myaq38LirGUzlxszmUboAdosybZ52YJ6vQBv7F8Qd58U3JQawrkFn1k4/s400/jhfgbvdkjmhngbfdc+439.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599799407498875010" /></a><br /><br />...It's pretty well wrapped(thank God, the post office fucked that box up!<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgU751bZyUlrmSXZGPl4uyw07oCjaGmN8wwGTKHHh3jzkaUDnI-4BUH76lgRsk5eHo78Op3UBMlwTP_uvai15jhOdHV6pVFz_vZixPH76L-bKqHJagGtYE5snoGLKKQ6BkU0w0u-nB5gRc/s1600/jhfgbvdkjmhngbfdc+440.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgU751bZyUlrmSXZGPl4uyw07oCjaGmN8wwGTKHHh3jzkaUDnI-4BUH76lgRsk5eHo78Op3UBMlwTP_uvai15jhOdHV6pVFz_vZixPH76L-bKqHJagGtYE5snoGLKKQ6BkU0w0u-nB5gRc/s400/jhfgbvdkjmhngbfdc+440.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599796930316491138" /></a><br /><br />...Hmmm...what could it be...<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhR_04-5toMM7bV9RCOHU0gLlLOc_5EnTtWo1yJfWvuIi1WHdk20OmjZqPNJIvGOGBkccpYE8HzzbbWo4MYP1IHzT5LuR9It8Y77amNHts4frpKFgyp3-p3PDRbAtyrIkdxt8DO0BCjwc8/s1600/jhfgbvdkjmhngbfdc+441.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhR_04-5toMM7bV9RCOHU0gLlLOc_5EnTtWo1yJfWvuIi1WHdk20OmjZqPNJIvGOGBkccpYE8HzzbbWo4MYP1IHzT5LuR9It8Y77amNHts4frpKFgyp3-p3PDRbAtyrIkdxt8DO0BCjwc8/s400/jhfgbvdkjmhngbfdc+441.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599796924165591954" /></a><br /><br />Why, a bunch of 45s from the heyday of Bay Area Budget Rock!<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjx69PVk0GF0Bz4-ZXgAm8amq1TMP120x-ZtUdbZ9aJCi0s-w8Gx48eUd21dGNng7eJ9ua3gLEk4Hey5lhAmF3p8V9KHr7aWplBZ92uZiuR2iYR0EZRi16dXyUGCfyYfQRxlAb2hNEuI2c/s1600/jhfgbvdkjmhngbfdc+442.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjx69PVk0GF0Bz4-ZXgAm8amq1TMP120x-ZtUdbZ9aJCi0s-w8Gx48eUd21dGNng7eJ9ua3gLEk4Hey5lhAmF3p8V9KHr7aWplBZ92uZiuR2iYR0EZRi16dXyUGCfyYfQRxlAb2hNEuI2c/s400/jhfgbvdkjmhngbfdc+442.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599796921307013826" /></a><br /><br />Notice my makeshift art table. My ugly couch's middle seat has a fold out table that I covered with masonite. This is where all the magic happens.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhdZy112NC-maT9cUQLiDopjnz1woJmIZAotTE74qo64RCEn7kBtidBC3sRvNePpd9gYxuLGXVfRJIU8ZmU1lNXcTcr3JxsB7vdpJmGacUmniORRB_-3TC3jS3xHKe2cQ94kdOZ-deL6uk/s1600/jhfgbvdkjmhngbfdc+443.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhdZy112NC-maT9cUQLiDopjnz1woJmIZAotTE74qo64RCEn7kBtidBC3sRvNePpd9gYxuLGXVfRJIU8ZmU1lNXcTcr3JxsB7vdpJmGacUmniORRB_-3TC3jS3xHKe2cQ94kdOZ-deL6uk/s400/jhfgbvdkjmhngbfdc+443.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599796918469678562" /></a><br /><br />The Brentwoods! I'm a little obsessed with them. Their lone LP is one of my ultimate top ten favorite records. I still need their Estrus single, if anyone out there has an extra and wants some money or a flyer for their band or something...or, you know, June 3rd's my B-day...<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgfx8sST8HaWtacEqxz2icRAG1kRCqD95YjKaW9fW83GNlboDkXJlSfok-VsPKQik5Q_XZre7h3q3Wwpp0MTnD_UpKbGO21y_-LVV2Pyjuuuq-0C0PJT316PmzTy2nD_hjfg5yjFVvJ5FY/s1600/jhfgbvdkjmhngbfdc+444.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgfx8sST8HaWtacEqxz2icRAG1kRCqD95YjKaW9fW83GNlboDkXJlSfok-VsPKQik5Q_XZre7h3q3Wwpp0MTnD_UpKbGO21y_-LVV2Pyjuuuq-0C0PJT316PmzTy2nD_hjfg5yjFVvJ5FY/s400/jhfgbvdkjmhngbfdc+444.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599796911913126098" /></a><br /><br />These records rock so hard, they burned my hair off! Note "The Room" on DVD sitting on my table.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgbZ_jy9q-5ggCgKjvqCqvGb6HRu6ZnZ85NnfgjWVRfQiDzKXnkIeyhWu-86_Cd8hT2VayBrbam8iSSI6jrlF6pOBRq4fX96rrPTvBstqAqsj-vdbfR2Wx9jNtMegAj7X9fMMe7jwMyr4s/s1600/jhfgbvdkjmhngbfdc+445.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgbZ_jy9q-5ggCgKjvqCqvGb6HRu6ZnZ85NnfgjWVRfQiDzKXnkIeyhWu-86_Cd8hT2VayBrbam8iSSI6jrlF6pOBRq4fX96rrPTvBstqAqsj-vdbfR2Wx9jNtMegAj7X9fMMe7jwMyr4s/s400/jhfgbvdkjmhngbfdc+445.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599796357369624642" /></a><br /><br />So excited, I Gotta Dance! You can see in the background that the Hoarder to Awesome ratio is about 50/50.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgbCs5QFG1k2nmOWggUWwciSXAJA11R2cNNB-fkV4M4WkdLc_wbiteX4K1BRk8mKI0f7wrfkFt9No0s4B8AP60UUtLzpsz9d11WOZRsz__XjBFR9_fHlpbiHqlVDKuJzlSigYTUjKEndfQ/s1600/jhfgbvdkjmhngbfdc+448.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgbCs5QFG1k2nmOWggUWwciSXAJA11R2cNNB-fkV4M4WkdLc_wbiteX4K1BRk8mKI0f7wrfkFt9No0s4B8AP60UUtLzpsz9d11WOZRsz__XjBFR9_fHlpbiHqlVDKuJzlSigYTUjKEndfQ/s400/jhfgbvdkjmhngbfdc+448.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599796356188518146" /></a><br /><br />...and play air guitar like a dork(as a dork?).<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhWWKULFuiLjslXOgmoX_LOTLWRq9Sg-YdK17XzChvS6KfFao-hrfGvsjgChlO3xY7VvfpY70d9Kg1JWSQ6rHcvwqqL8jlxw6L7b5r5Q4jJ1oiFlzqVTlgq_ua7B3LNhxjCYsylcDg0AAI/s1600/jhfgbvdkjmhngbfdc+449.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhWWKULFuiLjslXOgmoX_LOTLWRq9Sg-YdK17XzChvS6KfFao-hrfGvsjgChlO3xY7VvfpY70d9Kg1JWSQ6rHcvwqqL8jlxw6L7b5r5Q4jJ1oiFlzqVTlgq_ua7B3LNhxjCYsylcDg0AAI/s400/jhfgbvdkjmhngbfdc+449.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599796349115651858" /></a><br /><br />Now, if you don't mind, I need some alone time with my new records!<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjVOd7-WKl4fqGXzDTsC0L0Zqn07Ots1WyrV6XFQXbwcTnjo74T3HktODQ9IjmAdDZp8rqaETFazxfQIt-zOLmW1AzQr1hrdxzl2Zwq2eMKJOay-4-kpf5Qecs9HFsbAgA8_6AH-FQQWBw/s1600/jhfgbvdkjmhngbfdc+450.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjVOd7-WKl4fqGXzDTsC0L0Zqn07Ots1WyrV6XFQXbwcTnjo74T3HktODQ9IjmAdDZp8rqaETFazxfQIt-zOLmW1AzQr1hrdxzl2Zwq2eMKJOay-4-kpf5Qecs9HFsbAgA8_6AH-FQQWBw/s400/jhfgbvdkjmhngbfdc+450.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599796345780398322" /></a><br /><br />Here's all the goodies! After buying this lot, I find the term "Budget Rock" kinda ironic.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiJK8bmbww3POWNgRnby6MZ6GZp1lBQ29mSyRgPBo0dQ6bG2eKcsyXst1xUOiQPEb1hIU2jIYMG-ALOeNEnx-N9oJbYnkhtbjrkOXg4SXJ1sXUiozXnHpJSy4Eybeq8VeaIBLz871i6Mz0/s1600/jhfgbvdkjmhngbfdc+479.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiJK8bmbww3POWNgRnby6MZ6GZp1lBQ29mSyRgPBo0dQ6bG2eKcsyXst1xUOiQPEb1hIU2jIYMG-ALOeNEnx-N9oJbYnkhtbjrkOXg4SXJ1sXUiozXnHpJSy4Eybeq8VeaIBLz871i6Mz0/s400/jhfgbvdkjmhngbfdc+479.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599796341390870226" /></a><br /><br />Thanks to my buddy Chris for letting me score a whole bunch of my wants!<br /><br />RIP Poly Styrene!Petro B Pettsonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14807988205211691379noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4371059112810360706.post-63708933270801054092011-04-14T17:23:00.000-07:002011-04-14T17:42:35.475-07:00Grrrr.....So, I was gonna do a big update about the really great budget rock records I just scored, and the awesome new coffee table we picked up...but it appears that my little brother pilfered my camera's cable to upload pictures onto the computer while he was here on spring break. Fuck! So no antiques, but I gotta give you guys <span style="font-style:italic;">something</span>...so here's some of the plethora of posters I've done lately. My new band, the Hemingers, was lucky enough to get to play a couple of the shows. Overnight Lows KILL!<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhMoEgJEjPDb4OT-R5ZUiI6IyZMFQV2S4PDmMNDP52N1SedrpIO9Fw8seNkhpCLwRwd7OoNwIr7rVj5uyxkf4gYxyQOMWRBCo0jGEITEG9yQzVTWu54FOfTlagh5AvSFjsx7RO_UCuPHvg/s1600/jacko-overnightlowscolor.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 309px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhMoEgJEjPDb4OT-R5ZUiI6IyZMFQV2S4PDmMNDP52N1SedrpIO9Fw8seNkhpCLwRwd7OoNwIr7rVj5uyxkf4gYxyQOMWRBCo0jGEITEG9yQzVTWu54FOfTlagh5AvSFjsx7RO_UCuPHvg/s400/jacko-overnightlowscolor.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5595601491640783362" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi9-0BlgyisdxLM3_cy1XAscsjCJSamQE27JF5lrdpb_jD1e7uh4EV7wg419Dhn3a8op8hJlZE9e6L5aEh-yo20rGpw_EAVa8O8On2L9_2931yGSKOhdkokXF3dYGDL8Yo2aDEK34eCCx4/s1600/jacuzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzziboyzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzcolor.jpg"><img style="display:block; 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margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 309px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjhROQdeaMIEDzwDo9wRmShEw7mvrNOVy1XBlvxxUQW6omowtfFu9z2lRsu-YY5FTcs3uJougRAA-Y1tRye-zn4-MPeuzk8NUya6OQryAWl3MRvmA3vGZ0fFuifzbd62QuFz3Q1cEzt-SM/s400/tysegallcoloooor.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5595600504824821730" /></a><br /><br />If you dig my stuff, be sure to go to the Chicago Blackout in May...I'll be a part of the kickoff art show on the 26th, along with Timmy Vulgar and Chris Ilth, amongst other greats! Hopefully I have my camera cable replaced by then.Petro B Pettsonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14807988205211691379noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4371059112810360706.post-11162826703967710232011-03-03T00:32:00.000-08:002011-03-03T01:58:42.343-08:00The Treasures of Long Gone BenWell, I've been obtaining cool stuff left and right these last few weeks. I told you last post about riding this current wave of eBay addiction, and I think it's hit it's peak, and is starting to subside...which is a relief to my wallet, that's for sure. I'll show you some of the scores in a minute, but first, I gotta show y'all this painting.<br /><br />I've been meaning to start a separate blog for my art, but I suffer from a deadly combination of laziness, and busyness. So until then...<br /><br />This piece I just finished last night, and I'm pretty proud of it. I like painting a lot, and I don't get to do it nearly enough. This is currently hanging in my living room, and though I'm in love with it, it is for sale!<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj9VqJwvkNQApHEUQDBhlA-N4WmoADPQaTVp743vQEFW0ku_0MO0NZOsGw1V3zDyi6PkyVd4zaVZlCto-NEtblZ0UgXOjouI5mwdIBylWxOgkRsFWGxCZha22DLn6nsolmWGkJlsTCxjqo/s1600/dfdff+047.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj9VqJwvkNQApHEUQDBhlA-N4WmoADPQaTVp743vQEFW0ku_0MO0NZOsGw1V3zDyi6PkyVd4zaVZlCto-NEtblZ0UgXOjouI5mwdIBylWxOgkRsFWGxCZha22DLn6nsolmWGkJlsTCxjqo/s400/dfdff+047.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579770500532903714" /></a><br /><br />So, as I've said on here a few times, I'm a HUGE fan of the blog <a href="http://gonkedglookedslurped.blogspot.com/">Gonked, Glooked, and Slurped</a>. A few weeks back, they posted a picture of a <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg6BRsv8aRsoypWbDYB5HyXmZRyRav_u9OJZtC7OEKLa9OYc1l-lGPdy6EWdTp_IGs6pTOz8PqQnnbRrEe9LX1xAD7kWt0aJTshV3_GpaiwYsn2hjjQpvt98mwKSEQn17sxWeMjSL-pHQme/s1600/eyezon_visell.jpg">nifty little toy elephant</a> they picked up by artist <a href="http://www.amandavisell.com/news">Amanda Visell</a>. It was love at first sight with that elephant, but I couldn't find a pink one. There's some gray ones out there, but I didn't like 'em as much. Luckily, my search led me to this amazing Amanda Visell baby-eating croc! <br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEip2wmpFdrbOy_FRTHlCL8ZU2_Xn2rT1DfwofG1WWH-T0WqYQNEEQAm-g1IkAoLTyhZ1mQX9ouT4MgGMVPq_5kL_dMEZoBoz0sN3XuctqfxeEgNJk93xHNbVO_33kAjBSS3xIuauxDBr6Q/s1600/dfdff+045.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEip2wmpFdrbOy_FRTHlCL8ZU2_Xn2rT1DfwofG1WWH-T0WqYQNEEQAm-g1IkAoLTyhZ1mQX9ouT4MgGMVPq_5kL_dMEZoBoz0sN3XuctqfxeEgNJk93xHNbVO_33kAjBSS3xIuauxDBr6Q/s400/dfdff+045.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579770496826313346" /></a><br /><br />This Monkey/troll thing was made in 1965 by Belgian company Unica. A friend of mine found it in an abandoned house in the woods that was falling down. Apparently this house was left with everything, including food, sometime in the early-mid 1970s. I never made it out there, but I knew a guy that found over 1000 LPs in there...including some pretty killer garage rock stuff. Another friend, the one that found this guy, also found a bunch of old model cars and Ed Roth stuff. A girl I know found a bunch of journals by a girl that lived in the house in the late 60's, and wrote about records and experimenting with witchcraft. Sounds like the coolest haunted house on earth! Anyway, my buddy gave me this, it's really creepy, and I like it a lot.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh_vaSY0nKIa7b7wm4bZuDSDxxN0P-VoARiWyPLYkXTK6IWkPscGhEqJ5LLE0_1VxNQvfJud88KjSfA8k1PZauB_sbci8eEfGcIuUvFv6Xys1PB6lAiWxwJAj0q-X9G2U6WouKfEVlJvqs/s1600/dfdff+042.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh_vaSY0nKIa7b7wm4bZuDSDxxN0P-VoARiWyPLYkXTK6IWkPscGhEqJ5LLE0_1VxNQvfJud88KjSfA8k1PZauB_sbci8eEfGcIuUvFv6Xys1PB6lAiWxwJAj0q-X9G2U6WouKfEVlJvqs/s400/dfdff+042.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579770495866859810" /></a><br /><br />Another recent eBay score was this sad eyed mop top figurine. It was made in Hong Kong by Perfekta, and I assume it's from the late 60's.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEicTwkGhQe-DA7kFOCZphWSjKhqfgisgyy0XaHZMwjNOKBx6NK-lrNyRkcK4LY5CnS0qSAc9YEfEz1ackFDnnYoi_gc8eZzVzZWnrb5fNNUOjUfzcfAAftTKRs91Ii46Ugc3vTxB92eKDY/s1600/dfdff+038.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEicTwkGhQe-DA7kFOCZphWSjKhqfgisgyy0XaHZMwjNOKBx6NK-lrNyRkcK4LY5CnS0qSAc9YEfEz1ackFDnnYoi_gc8eZzVzZWnrb5fNNUOjUfzcfAAftTKRs91Ii46Ugc3vTxB92eKDY/s400/dfdff+038.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579770487760772178" /></a><br /><br />...Speaking of sad eyes...I recently finally scored a 1965 Hasbro Little Miss No Name doll. You may know her as the Sympathy For The Record Industry mascot...that's where I first saw her. These usually fetch a pretty penny on eBay, but her hair isn't perfect(which totally works, in this case), and her red patch was detached(which I've since fixed), so she was a little cheaper than some. I've wanted one of these for years! What in the hell were the Hasbro executives smoking?! This isn't even the weirdest/creepiest thing they put out in the mid-60's either...check out Peteena sometime!<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjiV4DXyQ09GCRLcRya2mV7QYaE-Al7DwXz7xaH0wz6bq4k4lLf200Sqqfql7SkO3d-ORbvg_rs3qn98S6P8Nn6fGQUHQAv9qnsis5VEmNYR13oAC_vqAvMqoDXYX4zNcxTrANfl1xkT2g/s1600/dfdff+026.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjiV4DXyQ09GCRLcRya2mV7QYaE-Al7DwXz7xaH0wz6bq4k4lLf200Sqqfql7SkO3d-ORbvg_rs3qn98S6P8Nn6fGQUHQAv9qnsis5VEmNYR13oAC_vqAvMqoDXYX4zNcxTrANfl1xkT2g/s400/dfdff+026.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579770488518512706" /></a><br /><br />Now if only I could track down an affordable copy of the Spaceshits' "Winter Dance Party"...<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhmhsRHlwevvGHAECH6mKESBPbmATYIWP8XseVFgPmAiOXdzAW0HW_DSNErFOeEm3OrnBErDFt8Q0GNde-aPptWRHzYhHFbIPE6aQRN9RLkEtp1PIAfhRnAVL7bmzbVu2cipHWEvslhho8/s1600/dfdff+032.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhmhsRHlwevvGHAECH6mKESBPbmATYIWP8XseVFgPmAiOXdzAW0HW_DSNErFOeEm3OrnBErDFt8Q0GNde-aPptWRHzYhHFbIPE6aQRN9RLkEtp1PIAfhRnAVL7bmzbVu2cipHWEvslhho8/s400/dfdff+032.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579769363513023826" /></a>Petro B Pettsonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14807988205211691379noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4371059112810360706.post-83311089317752839202011-02-15T00:36:00.000-08:002011-02-15T02:29:12.659-08:00Busy Busy Busy...I planned on giving an update a few weeks ago, before my trip to Florida. Of course, as usual, I got distracted by other stuff...mostly getting stuff around for THREE art shows...the big one being a solo show in Orlando. I had a real good time...if you like drinking and rock n' roll, as I do, you can't do much better than Orlando. Plus, The Mummy ride at Universal is insanely cool!<br /><br />I didn't take too many pics in Orlando, but I had to stop and snap a photo of the Beefy King sign...Too cool!<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgINQdyQZCyr4ZcZWutfF0Nui3uLtxV6U5DSFC-g4A-vb8CrwP_qPXbET5VQx4pBUdgtwekB4AiP8oRFg_JtZ0ZjRhqoq0qdCt3mH0dK-MrHXw4j-BkII0kjECg9tjemSSPLgOMJly0zGU/s1600/tvandflorida+323.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgINQdyQZCyr4ZcZWutfF0Nui3uLtxV6U5DSFC-g4A-vb8CrwP_qPXbET5VQx4pBUdgtwekB4AiP8oRFg_JtZ0ZjRhqoq0qdCt3mH0dK-MrHXw4j-BkII0kjECg9tjemSSPLgOMJly0zGU/s400/tvandflorida+323.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573838490266646050" /></a><br /><br />This is one of the first pieces I sold. I love this one, but it went to a great home.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiw51O92_hxwcyxP3npF7WnVTZOepnTk3gBROdXkyPNL3IpSlCimEGPo5zs42aWxyf-4UokIsMEcVV_KifFsIr1qpOGs-DDgPSKJlhpIwG8ZnlLfWKKOq1Uwpa0riX3IOkwPTVKlORnAU0/s1600/tvandflorida+313.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiw51O92_hxwcyxP3npF7WnVTZOepnTk3gBROdXkyPNL3IpSlCimEGPo5zs42aWxyf-4UokIsMEcVV_KifFsIr1qpOGs-DDgPSKJlhpIwG8ZnlLfWKKOq1Uwpa0riX3IOkwPTVKlORnAU0/s400/tvandflorida+313.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573838479368278962" /></a><br /><br />Here's some more of my show at Will's Pub. It was all part of Floridas Dying Records' 6th anniversary celebration. There were a ton of really great bands playing all weekend. It was so much fun, and I highly recommend catching the Jacuzzi Boys and Cop City/Chill Pillars on their US tours this spring.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjtLa8RUif0n1jygwRrPjGfz_e7-Vuo8G_B1KRPoN0V-N57LYbliVlK10KXEWy23VyENTEPPm3Kg__L4-gy7DGEEbr3i6q5IQR7FUOBGb9XKktB7uxgxf_O-O705XVdidi0Ujmh_p48se8/s1600/tvandflorida+311.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjtLa8RUif0n1jygwRrPjGfz_e7-Vuo8G_B1KRPoN0V-N57LYbliVlK10KXEWy23VyENTEPPm3Kg__L4-gy7DGEEbr3i6q5IQR7FUOBGb9XKktB7uxgxf_O-O705XVdidi0Ujmh_p48se8/s400/tvandflorida+311.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573837147019447218" /></a><br /><br />The next 4 paintings were also shipped to Florida right after these pictures were taken.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjVG0PnZ5K7PEK6TufSgXH6XYRylN75E5duSdwWGr9eGblZUPedDIrkwxhBAVJIJKrsH3bsg_juMUI9VRG5HI-LnteIlf1hGilmWtr4tSrtMrB5K1-fSJWia4AKXjXPm6bGhibZYDz-u4E/s1600/blogggnfartss+018.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjVG0PnZ5K7PEK6TufSgXH6XYRylN75E5duSdwWGr9eGblZUPedDIrkwxhBAVJIJKrsH3bsg_juMUI9VRG5HI-LnteIlf1hGilmWtr4tSrtMrB5K1-fSJWia4AKXjXPm6bGhibZYDz-u4E/s400/blogggnfartss+018.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573837141813322450" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjOj2EZrEPcmfFcahWG6iL3fpGCOiH4wXmD7Pt46DueWw5CY2TNmKmctYO4DSdAMu5QEwBy331ESW38sy_gubZEBgULqVAiSstzuRevRrkuqEQIAU6ly54JyBaotfUUK_lKgEVAs2Zl7y8/s1600/blogggnfartss+016.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjOj2EZrEPcmfFcahWG6iL3fpGCOiH4wXmD7Pt46DueWw5CY2TNmKmctYO4DSdAMu5QEwBy331ESW38sy_gubZEBgULqVAiSstzuRevRrkuqEQIAU6ly54JyBaotfUUK_lKgEVAs2Zl7y8/s400/blogggnfartss+016.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573837138013472946" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjigV9swXvW4kK0yDWeveTvlBCMB6s1artL5-lwzATxkLmK590SiGsNdEcnujt3z9F0RUsWZQn0hRVbToFyOldfrtXRbAwJipPgF1t73FoAs__8PAYVQLOpXyS4_wcvjXHNpVb1t2N8qMg/s1600/blogggnfartss+014.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjigV9swXvW4kK0yDWeveTvlBCMB6s1artL5-lwzATxkLmK590SiGsNdEcnujt3z9F0RUsWZQn0hRVbToFyOldfrtXRbAwJipPgF1t73FoAs__8PAYVQLOpXyS4_wcvjXHNpVb1t2N8qMg/s400/blogggnfartss+014.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573837135262137010" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh9YdN_cjFVIXlI21dh0QOkwtgScTpnKwqhnrjYXBcSR_PnJokCssLz7v3fuf_9zTG0UH4F0OzcNx2MmZ7bmPeVoIsOJr7hmqPcLTyuEM69rZT5HX8Wrvu_atGbENfUTrPEsjZTO_3ugfw/s1600/blogggnfartss+013.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh9YdN_cjFVIXlI21dh0QOkwtgScTpnKwqhnrjYXBcSR_PnJokCssLz7v3fuf_9zTG0UH4F0OzcNx2MmZ7bmPeVoIsOJr7hmqPcLTyuEM69rZT5HX8Wrvu_atGbENfUTrPEsjZTO_3ugfw/s400/blogggnfartss+013.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573837131575019234" /></a><br /> <br />The next two paintings, "Demon Dork" and "Demon Dweeb" JUST got mailed off to Victoria, BC Canada for a group show at Talk's Cheap records.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhGmMifDTGPjYRdzqV_1Po0heXoECgYnWXmOVFCDZTNyklQ3CJHCdaVDN_HdsgnOA_SKSDpWrQ1z2lEEngzWaAWW8YXUWWzRQYgcpzgkKx204yYBCFGfATn9abp4ilqN1ihMriQ7iX9jRM/s1600/blognv-day+260.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhGmMifDTGPjYRdzqV_1Po0heXoECgYnWXmOVFCDZTNyklQ3CJHCdaVDN_HdsgnOA_SKSDpWrQ1z2lEEngzWaAWW8YXUWWzRQYgcpzgkKx204yYBCFGfATn9abp4ilqN1ihMriQ7iX9jRM/s400/blognv-day+260.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573835774156016754" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjYEdkl9He3ARbmoaceF3MpBOnY-heA75LxxkhaA6QuTSrzcNW5XrtsO7jpcgTeLf8J6-Vjj0U-RXhifLm7mRHdDs77k8YTvaB8_qLwh9y0iZFq1SbLA20Nfq_JnT856lK2INqlLnIJxj8/s1600/blognv-day+258.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjYEdkl9He3ARbmoaceF3MpBOnY-heA75LxxkhaA6QuTSrzcNW5XrtsO7jpcgTeLf8J6-Vjj0U-RXhifLm7mRHdDs77k8YTvaB8_qLwh9y0iZFq1SbLA20Nfq_JnT856lK2INqlLnIJxj8/s400/blognv-day+258.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573835758462793554" /></a><br /><br />This owl necklace is what Melanie got for Valentine's day.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEge1rw71uepEh96Ru12Lq1giDl3KJZcW-i_5X6kCTvc5s9cgC5I_x0CRe5zba7MPOMX3XxqswOOu2ULkpjmwiHgErDZxkjoD7INXAup0FBJO_5xMwt3BLEKhwxjlBD-hq5cPN7ZNQ4xst0/s1600/blognv-day+358.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEge1rw71uepEh96Ru12Lq1giDl3KJZcW-i_5X6kCTvc5s9cgC5I_x0CRe5zba7MPOMX3XxqswOOu2ULkpjmwiHgErDZxkjoD7INXAup0FBJO_5xMwt3BLEKhwxjlBD-hq5cPN7ZNQ4xst0/s400/blognv-day+358.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573835753273975170" /></a><br /><br />...Speaking of Valentine's day, these velvet-ish plastic cats were probably someone's V-day gift in the early 70's. We picked them up last month in Lansing, Michigan, while we were in town on a mission for Vietnamese food(which I fell in love with in Florida, and isn't available anywhere near my town).<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjpO6fMwpSzb669p-2t_uDHmAUnhQzut-EDQtdN5P75D4VpuC-uZyLrr8WPDXnDhbR_uX2GM55XMj5JCaCbzD7hybWGdJAJNeF46IOWZ-PhiGKB4Z_UHLqqRslPvAVWCOnMnYgAKly2HhU/s1600/blognv-day+382.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjpO6fMwpSzb669p-2t_uDHmAUnhQzut-EDQtdN5P75D4VpuC-uZyLrr8WPDXnDhbR_uX2GM55XMj5JCaCbzD7hybWGdJAJNeF46IOWZ-PhiGKB4Z_UHLqqRslPvAVWCOnMnYgAKly2HhU/s400/blognv-day+382.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573835752877459250" /></a><br /><br />The little Eskimo has 3 different faces, but the crying one is by far the best. I grabbed this off eBay for cheap. I've seen a ton of them around over the years, but they usually seem to be priced a bit higher than I feel like paying(which isn't much). The deer is from Hog Creek, a local-ish antique mall. It's the same place I found the owl necklace. I don't really know anything about the deer other than it's made in Japan, and I assume it's from the 60's. <br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjqy2RB6Ljqf2FjCXJZZG1Ue1w8jm_BXEDqbVQvdBLbNPJfac74a70ZELHAZOe9cSug5DkU40AjD9aVouOwzbrww8eocnDFJl8eOSP3DMEfGz4ZLX4STqB6UpW1nzTWRYU3i6mVQXiLgtM/s1600/blognv-day+378.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjqy2RB6Ljqf2FjCXJZZG1Ue1w8jm_BXEDqbVQvdBLbNPJfac74a70ZELHAZOe9cSug5DkU40AjD9aVouOwzbrww8eocnDFJl8eOSP3DMEfGz4ZLX4STqB6UpW1nzTWRYU3i6mVQXiLgtM/s400/blognv-day+378.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573835744729508626" /></a><br /><br />I've had my eye on this Kreiss Psycho Ceramics beatnik for a couple years...Every time we'd hit the antique store it was in, I'd check to see if the price came down, which after a while, it did...half price even...but that was still a little higher than I could convince myself to pay. Then last week, I checked and it was gone. Bummer! <br /><br />Luckily, it was gone because Melanie had bought if for me as a valentine's present. <br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhwZ1ax0pRh1NZO0sCERX7-peeTyibCoiULk8HM7A6SiquR5iYR7Hlqjj74vEaaNPJOee15jPBO96sbR84_QB3YLaA7_kgUPp8OZklmb9ma3-c2GN8HfVAlyj4fB_SkHyRqn2RbWnaNdf4/s1600/blognv-day+367.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhwZ1ax0pRh1NZO0sCERX7-peeTyibCoiULk8HM7A6SiquR5iYR7Hlqjj74vEaaNPJOee15jPBO96sbR84_QB3YLaA7_kgUPp8OZklmb9ma3-c2GN8HfVAlyj4fB_SkHyRqn2RbWnaNdf4/s400/blognv-day+367.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573834907298412978" /></a><br /><br />This big-eyed lion doesn't have any marking besides 'Japan', but it's obviously made by Enesco, <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjCOXGoKAoNHV13WEHEeDUuTWMf0ByD1Q6__8a_HxlfQKSCIh9GLvqB1pmSPKVaxG0I4hCDFVLpi2YluKZAPymF11UeY2EZ7ZV2fK-M8i3jS1i2B8Uj-XioV6qktYMEK0v885oV41bU7qw/s1600-h/blooooogggggg+048.jpg">just like these cats</a>. I happened across this on eBay while I was looking for something else that I found and was eventually out-bid on. Luckily, I won the lion.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhNYziGhnozAIOQCguZhtUKB51MzY2SDuVU8oy_ciceaG7EbcKiXbMMTGA5lIAcsfbP4HQ12QB0M-LI5KwlBRF9D0ub3AZKgcZ93wFfRrdyScgYhBAIk033xzUTEslT6_ED9e43ULwtzok/s1600/blognv-day+360.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhNYziGhnozAIOQCguZhtUKB51MzY2SDuVU8oy_ciceaG7EbcKiXbMMTGA5lIAcsfbP4HQ12QB0M-LI5KwlBRF9D0ub3AZKgcZ93wFfRrdyScgYhBAIk033xzUTEslT6_ED9e43ULwtzok/s400/blognv-day+360.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573834905397987682" /></a><br /><br />Damn, eBay is addictive. every couple years, we go on a big eBay binge, and we're in middle of a big one right now. I HAD TO HAVE THIS BANK!!! Seriously. Cyclopes cave woman? Sold! My picture didn't turn out great, so I actually am posting the one that the seller posted on eBay. It was made in Japan by Napco. <br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgebqWG63r1h5JDJNTO9jX0WxXX5eEyQI_X20L7ynFL-1XdlAu9CnBOMqpylBnOXwKJkYFL5F38S8EnK2DmUPsn7u66a_qXnkWG4GC6EUgCXm57K67j8vRYFZ0_pR6O1gg5US9SK9tpSaM/s1600/%2521CDFE%2528GQBWk%257E%2524%2528KGrHqJ%252C%2521iIE0F9KtlRwBNNYfY4QBg%257E%257E0_3.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 257px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgebqWG63r1h5JDJNTO9jX0WxXX5eEyQI_X20L7ynFL-1XdlAu9CnBOMqpylBnOXwKJkYFL5F38S8EnK2DmUPsn7u66a_qXnkWG4GC6EUgCXm57K67j8vRYFZ0_pR6O1gg5US9SK9tpSaM/s400/%2521CDFE%2528GQBWk%257E%2524%2528KGrHqJ%252C%2521iIE0F9KtlRwBNNYfY4QBg%257E%257E0_3.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573834892083577154" /></a><br /><br />I was floored when I saw this peaking out of a dark corner in the antique mall last week. This awesome, almost 3 foot tall mid-century wall hanging was made by Happy Things Inc, and is now one of my favorite possessions...and a total steal at $15!<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgGDMo6M61v5diOd9d-IkarEA6yPDmmvX9p1SLY6r6UfoZ-DwY3pSmHF7a-3jjUoo6cfamcQ7rTnUGwZwpp-TPIgmr14_RbS0PvP9YerHWVyyQ_Or1ybVigLcXqlw0fqNlWycEkZSFG7-k/s1600/blognv-day+372.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 203px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgGDMo6M61v5diOd9d-IkarEA6yPDmmvX9p1SLY6r6UfoZ-DwY3pSmHF7a-3jjUoo6cfamcQ7rTnUGwZwpp-TPIgmr14_RbS0PvP9YerHWVyyQ_Or1ybVigLcXqlw0fqNlWycEkZSFG7-k/s400/blognv-day+372.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573834886483150754" /></a><br /><br />I've been wanting some original art(that I didn't do) for my walls for some time. A couple months ago I found this CZM painting on eBay, and after a fierce bidding war, it now hangs in my living room next to my front door(though this pic was taken in my bathroom, because my living room has bad lighting). Check out CZM's great artwork <a href="http://www.elgatogomezarts.com/index.html">here</a>.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjWfJoj9zbKhTRm0s6J6N-6cMzqGUR9zN4CAJ3SgqgY7nMxCnVl6RbUlnPwD4BUG-H87N0cB_M3GTiFLQJm9TmuOAZUql3oVDJFMlCTMarVAczN0-9aaggwhobxJ400ny7_98kGRNjtT4Q/s1600/blognv-day+370.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjWfJoj9zbKhTRm0s6J6N-6cMzqGUR9zN4CAJ3SgqgY7nMxCnVl6RbUlnPwD4BUG-H87N0cB_M3GTiFLQJm9TmuOAZUql3oVDJFMlCTMarVAczN0-9aaggwhobxJ400ny7_98kGRNjtT4Q/s400/blognv-day+370.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573834879567131202" /></a><br /><br />I'm already brainstorming my next post...and hopefully I'll find some time to do it soon...I hate all these big gaps between posts. Also, I hopefully will have some art merch to peddle on here soon.Petro B Pettsonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14807988205211691379noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4371059112810360706.post-84879134427421110412011-01-21T15:44:00.000-08:002011-01-21T16:59:17.162-08:00RandomnessSo, I know I have left my readers out in the cold for several months. I feel terrible about it. I've been super busy lately, putting together 2 art shows and doing a bit of traveling. Also, I was without a camera for a good chunk of time...but enough of my excuses...let's jump in it!<br /><br />I honestly don't remember where I got these bobble head tigers. Maybe I'm getting Alzheimer's early. They were at one of the local antique stores a few months ago, I think, but I don't remember which one.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjnsHEBTnlDC0_Lh0c9Uy_mxmX5TukzR3t58oEtjuWFyE5mInidQF5nZ00ZBe1NKPqUUTTVBc8Gqj-CUNxVZEj4Y6XeUUVqZ5FyKa5smK3PCNQBSun2Cew2Ro0Vv7KgfVniRTFfSnATeKU/s1600/dckhanandmore+012.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjnsHEBTnlDC0_Lh0c9Uy_mxmX5TukzR3t58oEtjuWFyE5mInidQF5nZ00ZBe1NKPqUUTTVBc8Gqj-CUNxVZEj4Y6XeUUVqZ5FyKa5smK3PCNQBSun2Cew2Ro0Vv7KgfVniRTFfSnATeKU/s400/dckhanandmore+012.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5564792216006313906" /></a><br /><br />Melanie and I stopped in a nifty antique shop in Memphis while we were in town for Gonerfest, and she picked up this little purse with winking eyes. She has a couple similar coin purses that I'm sure were made by the same company, but I keep forgetting to take pictures of them when I see 'em...damn Alzheimer's.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiD4gnB4gf7lh5xTMD_Nb8I-1N_OTHodF_bEkt27Qh6GJguxJkfUcI6IfaxvqW645XeCwtBjgTTYvr2yPdSQWNvF9Xi_cDY4kwvyxNj5gblq49uXZGvB4OBH7eBBPqsQgMpvxRI2T_gpvM/s1600/dckhanandmore+026.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiD4gnB4gf7lh5xTMD_Nb8I-1N_OTHodF_bEkt27Qh6GJguxJkfUcI6IfaxvqW645XeCwtBjgTTYvr2yPdSQWNvF9Xi_cDY4kwvyxNj5gblq49uXZGvB4OBH7eBBPqsQgMpvxRI2T_gpvM/s400/dckhanandmore+026.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5564792212110539154" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjalfY7WkMCPEsnDKZ0XiPvtsbbJtOD4xkkoYCzR7gRAk_B44K7i66LAFKR9T0muUJdjjLAu1M6oudAtaWLYA8J4qABBDEoV2xe77tbIcX0fbP1Bq_k4RXjQzEON6DULGpHcgXPMu0ol0A/s1600/dckhanandmore+025.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjalfY7WkMCPEsnDKZ0XiPvtsbbJtOD4xkkoYCzR7gRAk_B44K7i66LAFKR9T0muUJdjjLAu1M6oudAtaWLYA8J4qABBDEoV2xe77tbIcX0fbP1Bq_k4RXjQzEON6DULGpHcgXPMu0ol0A/s400/dckhanandmore+025.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5564792206615437010" /></a><br /><br />Flip it over, and it's a guy. Tranny purse.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgn9M63Usrz6v-6kGY50Benago3jW1LAyYNdTdBQZFEaTt0f6_mC_-Up146SVQ5dvMNb_af1Ms5F2UlKqmfnT3AOJ1Ocl2-sVCs0uKWij0CSKABqmUd8Szyj79VyB_XOT2ZhSPgqRYpJZI/s1600/dckhanandmore+024.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgn9M63Usrz6v-6kGY50Benago3jW1LAyYNdTdBQZFEaTt0f6_mC_-Up146SVQ5dvMNb_af1Ms5F2UlKqmfnT3AOJ1Ocl2-sVCs0uKWij0CSKABqmUd8Szyj79VyB_XOT2ZhSPgqRYpJZI/s400/dckhanandmore+024.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5564792203657526162" /></a><br /><br />When we got home from Memphis, we were greeted by a new floor in the bakery.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhBb0KCtXTJw-foOmQqrTniIdNnq8aV4besmP07ZNk5oo0OIPqLNkCo1BNoKyK2iG_C-gOdjk5G1BO724M8X7EZw2VM5_Fqj2IsoQ1zfurt-_ZhDBWt_C9UzQTvLVBfHOJ7xv7296-evvA/s1600/Goner7memphis+104.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhBb0KCtXTJw-foOmQqrTniIdNnq8aV4besmP07ZNk5oo0OIPqLNkCo1BNoKyK2iG_C-gOdjk5G1BO724M8X7EZw2VM5_Fqj2IsoQ1zfurt-_ZhDBWt_C9UzQTvLVBfHOJ7xv7296-evvA/s400/Goner7memphis+104.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5564791195065413170" /></a><br /><br />My mom got me this cat for x-mas as a stocking stuffer. She doesn't know I know she got it at the local Salvation Army for $1. I think there's a matching dog around here somewhere...A bunch of my stuff's in boxes.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiveY-G1-izbo7TNntI6bekIrjyN7o9PTjxMDUr4he1TWv3rEwXvlgmNXPCafbbuRpJ0k-abFQpXQOsbpLu7mVPJ5WBezkAInnKuL9TOcajBI9HJ6F2nUHMfBA_S5dVd-CGJ8YyLTSNUXc/s1600/blogggnfartss+041.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiveY-G1-izbo7TNntI6bekIrjyN7o9PTjxMDUr4he1TWv3rEwXvlgmNXPCafbbuRpJ0k-abFQpXQOsbpLu7mVPJ5WBezkAInnKuL9TOcajBI9HJ6F2nUHMfBA_S5dVd-CGJ8YyLTSNUXc/s400/blogggnfartss+041.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5564791190406831682" /></a><br /><br />This Flip Wilson talking doll was my X-mas gift to myself. At $5, I couldn't pass it up...<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjdR6-Oio15LM0v2pwGukg7YQpTQG7O7nnsw2dLyZuicBZL8EYOHrsnJ0_imjmZxxb5cBA9HB_3UBhSwkzYpUNEi64r4qqP5-62LRZWyNUa4k1eyd2XVCl0htZs8lfptRQBcPzU8405Zik/s1600/blogggnfartss+040.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjdR6-Oio15LM0v2pwGukg7YQpTQG7O7nnsw2dLyZuicBZL8EYOHrsnJ0_imjmZxxb5cBA9HB_3UBhSwkzYpUNEi64r4qqP5-62LRZWyNUa4k1eyd2XVCl0htZs8lfptRQBcPzU8405Zik/s400/blogggnfartss+040.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5564791181018036322" /></a><br /><br />...especially considering that when you flip Flip over, he becomes Geraldine, and hangs out with tranny purse.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi3OkJFXyCjF1zQiBevMqiG4xcKg5pvJKiSvuAzGHSbduczrTLbI6OKGGjLUroYQAe4iwlnZITyLR79h82EGBrU6PLySdWsbX5tvMr7BSSoaNP0UmsMMz9WiZoVQuXJsQVLfpfWMoI8P3Q/s1600/blogggnfartss+039.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi3OkJFXyCjF1zQiBevMqiG4xcKg5pvJKiSvuAzGHSbduczrTLbI6OKGGjLUroYQAe4iwlnZITyLR79h82EGBrU6PLySdWsbX5tvMr7BSSoaNP0UmsMMz9WiZoVQuXJsQVLfpfWMoI8P3Q/s400/blogggnfartss+039.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5564791172230681010" /></a><br /><br />This is Gaylord...he was made in 1962 by Ideal, and I found this one still with it's bone! My parents wouldn't let me have a dog when I was a kid, and I suspect that if I was a kid in 1962, they would have gotten me this instead and told me it's just as good as a real dog. That's what this toy was...something to shut your kids up when they beg for a dog...No wonder Gaylord's time in toy stores was short. The name probably doesn't help much.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiYAsuB8WmcQEDFLvIlc3gXXnYWiPiLcPchJ2NDtFpQTJ-xzL-17k5XFwNfEDIZ6JO19iGnQ7x7HZXceoejOqQp7ChVhmCCfyyjyV7Z_0aZaBo-dL_vAwKTMlRY7rkNMXU0YyCfO4ZohvM/s1600/blogggnfartss+036.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiYAsuB8WmcQEDFLvIlc3gXXnYWiPiLcPchJ2NDtFpQTJ-xzL-17k5XFwNfEDIZ6JO19iGnQ7x7HZXceoejOqQp7ChVhmCCfyyjyV7Z_0aZaBo-dL_vAwKTMlRY7rkNMXU0YyCfO4ZohvM/s400/blogggnfartss+036.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5564791168993582146" /></a><br /><br /><iframe title="YouTube video player" class="youtube-player" type="text/html" width="480" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/uCQG5Hb6Gew" frameborder="0" allowFullScreen></iframe><br /><br />These garage rocker dolls were in the same Memphis antique store as the tranny purse. I think they look like my friend Jules. I don't know where or when they were made, but they are pretty cool regardless.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjdxHKWNLBBynT9QHvzfZ8SQL-dg6RcfFdYC9SqW4LYaevBOxFx-uptYB1SkeNKPYZ0OIHXWrD2I8rrDb4KkRe8_gFgjCvWcNg4nMp9-su95Ri41LRhnCURwjkjJGXOkVDn_WhDWk7Nk4I/s1600/dckhanandmore+021.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjdxHKWNLBBynT9QHvzfZ8SQL-dg6RcfFdYC9SqW4LYaevBOxFx-uptYB1SkeNKPYZ0OIHXWrD2I8rrDb4KkRe8_gFgjCvWcNg4nMp9-su95Ri41LRhnCURwjkjJGXOkVDn_WhDWk7Nk4I/s400/dckhanandmore+021.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5564790188281890210" /></a><br /><br />I gave Melanie this poodle for Christmas, and it turned out that she had almost bought it for me. That happens every year. We got each other Charles Phoenix books, and my mom and Melanie both got me the "Cartoon Modern" book about mid-century modern animation.<br /><br />I must've had tacos the day I took this picture, hence the Mexican Pepsi bottle lurking in the background.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh_93j_6pNLjej4V3cZMV4ANl-ksm9reAS04e33syP_ZiDB8x9elqNDxDW6M1gaOQNUJs7B5ZaKGIDLQMq0bWJpDd9T6zAAcVYHTK_6WlIkMXJyncpGpk263NyUkiubKDN8dtZYLI-_frU/s1600/blogggnfartss+008.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh_93j_6pNLjej4V3cZMV4ANl-ksm9reAS04e33syP_ZiDB8x9elqNDxDW6M1gaOQNUJs7B5ZaKGIDLQMq0bWJpDd9T6zAAcVYHTK_6WlIkMXJyncpGpk263NyUkiubKDN8dtZYLI-_frU/s400/blogggnfartss+008.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5564790185792929778" /></a><br /><br />This awesome sad eye cat picture was an x-mas gift from my mom.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgQbeBI-ITYjcbUaWwqsz84yNwl61ol5j9LSFuvLdhN1hi9yB3C5MBtRcW5BEWhu_QpmoD4yK5LQfgQTUdZ4_mAf2EqHydoaR9JfX50rbQuyZazCYAbM1BeQgyr6kUhX5Y6JTzGeTvvR44/s1600/blogggnfartss+004.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgQbeBI-ITYjcbUaWwqsz84yNwl61ol5j9LSFuvLdhN1hi9yB3C5MBtRcW5BEWhu_QpmoD4yK5LQfgQTUdZ4_mAf2EqHydoaR9JfX50rbQuyZazCYAbM1BeQgyr6kUhX5Y6JTzGeTvvR44/s400/blogggnfartss+004.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5564790178588599938" /></a><br /><br />Melanie got me another piece for my big/sad eye collection for Christmas...<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgmnYMwfTZbiFtK1d07UztXfVWU3EL7msAhgpVpP0U3SZNvTpc4pGLvf3JJmrqo2sxvehV-XvYgWiTokZ0cvPDF-qZQpSWs52zgMF8fgCsRF4zXq00yE3Jf_uCtofB6aAbhfvGCMlI1e6E/s1600/blogggnfartss+003.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgmnYMwfTZbiFtK1d07UztXfVWU3EL7msAhgpVpP0U3SZNvTpc4pGLvf3JJmrqo2sxvehV-XvYgWiTokZ0cvPDF-qZQpSWs52zgMF8fgCsRF4zXq00yE3Jf_uCtofB6aAbhfvGCMlI1e6E/s400/blogggnfartss+003.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5564790173457583826" /></a><br /><br />...as well as her big sister. I dig the big eye/pin-up crossover! I also dig my bathroom's wallpaper!<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgne_M3B-XOV6jLVv110MmU1A0q8FNeg-63rUVK4IRica9Qjw9UkFJaihvL9Pg2DhgCDGrO2S7K1RK6O1ecoM2h-vveLD3rKHbNCRViIkNrSWrZA3rLYz6AhB6pzUtVvrPC4SLaYODHoxE/s1600/blogandtv+078.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgne_M3B-XOV6jLVv110MmU1A0q8FNeg-63rUVK4IRica9Qjw9UkFJaihvL9Pg2DhgCDGrO2S7K1RK6O1ecoM2h-vveLD3rKHbNCRViIkNrSWrZA3rLYz6AhB6pzUtVvrPC4SLaYODHoxE/s400/blogandtv+078.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5564790166858728690" /></a><br /><br />Well, hopefully it won't be such a HUUUUUUUUUUUGE gap between updates next time.Petro B Pettsonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14807988205211691379noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4371059112810360706.post-37305632108161912972010-12-28T03:04:00.001-08:002010-12-28T03:14:27.180-08:00Not Dead and Happy HolidaysYes, I know I've been beyond bad at updating this thang. I keep meaning too, but I've been SUPER busy gearing up for two back to back art shows, one here in Michigan, and one in Florida...I also was without a camera for a couple months. Well, since my last update(in September!), Ive done a lot and acquired plenty of new goodies to share with my dear readers...but right now, I need to go to sleep because it's 6am, and I've been drawing all day. Hopefully I can get an update or two in before I leave for Florida. In the meantime, here's a picture of me opening presents last Christmas... <br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEifZt9-nKxn5Sf3k8y1kZ_RQUQ3VbvFo9FtbzTce-BbQwX8WeGC2zSZnX5okfgYOJDIlZ8C0byf-XyHwWL7LdSAEPlOQ3TDr7dn7Nw8wXR07AvRxXAJPWI-X8VTPIVfWsGymM-0qgqdyr8/s1600/Xmas.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEifZt9-nKxn5Sf3k8y1kZ_RQUQ3VbvFo9FtbzTce-BbQwX8WeGC2zSZnX5okfgYOJDIlZ8C0byf-XyHwWL7LdSAEPlOQ3TDr7dn7Nw8wXR07AvRxXAJPWI-X8VTPIVfWsGymM-0qgqdyr8/s400/Xmas.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555688080290743634" /></a>Petro B Pettsonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14807988205211691379noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4371059112810360706.post-3151272122733913842010-09-01T01:03:00.000-07:002010-09-01T01:12:46.250-07:00Tie The Bull OutsideHey readers...I found those novelty pins(buttons, badges, ect...) I was talking about in my last post. I think they're pretty neat. They were 25 cents each, and I bought doubles of a couple of them. <br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjx5Zb8MCxwVLGUTk03674ZD205z0BVw26HxbxZ_50C7CzITWbqpY7PvtHACFMHm0fiSw7EtboipTNoqGXtKut5_WVZN3ZVfg01n7YGlNSW-iahAf_KAQyBpBqgzHip2KcPsjHYPZC6LTM/s1600/pinssss.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 315px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjx5Zb8MCxwVLGUTk03674ZD205z0BVw26HxbxZ_50C7CzITWbqpY7PvtHACFMHm0fiSw7EtboipTNoqGXtKut5_WVZN3ZVfg01n7YGlNSW-iahAf_KAQyBpBqgzHip2KcPsjHYPZC6LTM/s400/pinssss.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511852957414683730" /></a><br /><br />Well, back into the mountain of artwork I gotta finish before I leave for Gonerfest!Petro B Pettsonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14807988205211691379noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4371059112810360706.post-52787458541413437132010-08-24T00:36:00.000-07:002011-03-04T11:54:28.766-08:00Mega Yard Sale Madness!The second weekend in August, much like city wide trash pickup, is something I see as a holiday. It's the weekend of the US 12 yard sales that stretch from Detroit to Chicago. Just my luck, US 12 is the main drag here in Coldwater, and about 3 blocks from my house. Every year I get up early-ish on Friday, and make it about 20 miles East by time things start winding down at 5. Saturday, I head West and make it about 30 miles. West isn't usually as good, and this year was no exception. Sunday I rest. This year was hands down my most fruitful year...and I'll show you why.<br /><br />I found this neon green shelf at the VERY FIRST sale I hit at the Masonic Temple in Downtown Coldwater. It's the most expensive purchase of the entire weekend. It was 8 bucks, and a great start to the festivities.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhzMaumo7PgNjST3wXUHQDdKkZ1kV-zMT818529sU4XS2jGVsj5qTEq168AZYrGlaNOEaHa8mhjZd0PVioWV-jFD4H3a5h5E6A94R6C5ejKNqVLQVGKoLgkWPwNhbl3uA82LPHN8v0PgKA/s1600/hemingersandblog+036.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhzMaumo7PgNjST3wXUHQDdKkZ1kV-zMT818529sU4XS2jGVsj5qTEq168AZYrGlaNOEaHa8mhjZd0PVioWV-jFD4H3a5h5E6A94R6C5ejKNqVLQVGKoLgkWPwNhbl3uA82LPHN8v0PgKA/s400/hemingersandblog+036.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508882632210215874" /></a><br /><br />I found this as I was getting ready to head home on day one. I was skipping a lot of stuff at this point, because money was getting low, and you usually don't need to stop the car to tell if a sale is gonna be shit. Then I spotted this sitting WAY back from the road leaning against a barn. Thanks 20-20 vision! I jumped outta the van practically before I had it stopped. I was expecting it to be pricey, because it was in an area with a lot of antique stores. Nope. one dollar...and the thing is HUGE. It needs a little work, but I think I can make it look real nice with little effort. On the back it says 1963, and I forget the manufacturer name...and it's down at the bakery, and I'm not walking down there right now, as it's like 5 am, and I need to go to bed...but I bet the same company made <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjq_u4Flh3c-Ez3h1b7cDVjoj9jD446T0F7rW2Aqq40_5sYXRsY9LoDnGttntmKONhNxy7DCnmXLvuD3jfzKlFqKgzGuvygBa14f8bC2bUK1zIkONNOWcowdFs8EaT3FiK_J6acNV3Yx-4/s1600-h/blooooogggggg+037.jpg">these</a>, from my Christmas post.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgoR3pE9mjN0LW3_yxSzISar2I9arsD7Hr5HMbk2jFASY85AbRxIU170JL6QR8res3SlDOWthZFjdwmylVMbMT-ddE16vsSAu01ryk4l8FPKdO-nw6vt6TzKHv2FDkTqrfImVY0mHy-Lm0/s1600/hemingersandblog+041.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgoR3pE9mjN0LW3_yxSzISar2I9arsD7Hr5HMbk2jFASY85AbRxIU170JL6QR8res3SlDOWthZFjdwmylVMbMT-ddE16vsSAu01ryk4l8FPKdO-nw6vt6TzKHv2FDkTqrfImVY0mHy-Lm0/s400/hemingersandblog+041.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508882624499037010" /></a><br /><br />I got this pair of Keane-ish sad eye paint by numbers for a buck at a sale of mostly antique farm stuff, being picked over by a couple wagon loads of Amish. Melanie hates paint by number paintings, but I think with these I'm starting to change her opinion. Hopefully soon she'll realize that the giant paint by numbers last supper at the antique store is a necessary purchase after all. <br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEirwRZFKQM0nTg15gVpjWhbpXzNv7afUdmobOWsM2MxFrV81k1xrCPP2cuBZEnd15UYkWL-hPJMo-NuGmkDZxt3KWVdA0RYT5-l67im5AIom3LCius39ts_ro4_9SeV-HXzmYG2Y8TSERw/s1600/hemingersandblog+044.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEirwRZFKQM0nTg15gVpjWhbpXzNv7afUdmobOWsM2MxFrV81k1xrCPP2cuBZEnd15UYkWL-hPJMo-NuGmkDZxt3KWVdA0RYT5-l67im5AIom3LCius39ts_ro4_9SeV-HXzmYG2Y8TSERw/s400/hemingersandblog+044.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508882622493518802" /></a><br /><br />Either my dad or my grandma had these hanging on the wall when I was really little...I don't remember which. Our last name being Lyon, there was always lion stuff everywhere when I was little. Anyway, the pair from my childhood were all gold, but otherwise the same. I had totally forgotten about them, having not seen 'em since I was probably 5 or 6, but when I was in Cleveland at Flower Child, I saw a pair in the basement and memories came flooding back. Unfortunately, they were beyond my budget...but luckily, I found these two at a garage sale for a buck each.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjco4x_vFO-0c4d8QR8UcnnPkUM7nJ_ZOqtB691ZL4kAZHQHm9_HkoAaTZtmD9GnR9bCgVlXOysS7VBocZnBw8loh2mC9RzSLdGvmLkLMll5IwUtd0_ekDcPfwjV-ECV9Wam3gAWVJNndY/s1600/hemingersandblog+039.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjco4x_vFO-0c4d8QR8UcnnPkUM7nJ_ZOqtB691ZL4kAZHQHm9_HkoAaTZtmD9GnR9bCgVlXOysS7VBocZnBw8loh2mC9RzSLdGvmLkLMll5IwUtd0_ekDcPfwjV-ECV9Wam3gAWVJNndY/s400/hemingersandblog+039.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508882257634106754" /></a><br /><br />These were my last purchase on Friday. They were 50 cents. They're Japanese, and neat, and that's about all I have to say about them.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhul2tsIzkMwxOyp4PQ7okAq6krTWKqixuh9VJENjOy1Is2c9Su2_O9Zl7b5k5TCCQZpyjuVL_fiDLKSYLgG-Aml8ek3fYcnoOqjFdNR6CIgDgEj6GvWiuVqx6ZLisEyjngdmNKUSxyPDI/s1600/hemingersandblog+053.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhul2tsIzkMwxOyp4PQ7okAq6krTWKqixuh9VJENjOy1Is2c9Su2_O9Zl7b5k5TCCQZpyjuVL_fiDLKSYLgG-Aml8ek3fYcnoOqjFdNR6CIgDgEj6GvWiuVqx6ZLisEyjngdmNKUSxyPDI/s400/hemingersandblog+053.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508882249363156258" /></a><br /><br />Gotta love Platter Paks. One of the few things I collect that are neat looking AND useful. This one, however, is in REALLY dismal shape, so I probably won't use it to store anything. I didn't have this pattern yet, so despite being held together with scotch tape, I still had to drop $5 on it. I had to talk the lady selling it way down. She wanted me to buy the records she had in it too, all for $30. I don't need anymore Herb Alpert or Firestone Presents Christmas records, thank you very much.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjqlcAUZV7vkWGVAEZs_HYjXXagYTaxlLLIik0m5DTyMra12uZqMPLJSSAwe0-ujbMYEI87LB2kSRnmy7Elz83Gu72oO9wxfbELF_dviCxE9zvpa-S6c7XJMGE7OAJUqQ42QYvqZjLPy3c/s1600/hemingersandblog+038.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjqlcAUZV7vkWGVAEZs_HYjXXagYTaxlLLIik0m5DTyMra12uZqMPLJSSAwe0-ujbMYEI87LB2kSRnmy7Elz83Gu72oO9wxfbELF_dviCxE9zvpa-S6c7XJMGE7OAJUqQ42QYvqZjLPy3c/s400/hemingersandblog+038.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508882244624868370" /></a><br /><br />My local Salvation Army was having a sidewalk sale, and they had a bunch of records on display in this. When I bought it($1.75), The ladies that work there said they couldn't believe it sat in there for so long without me buying it(since I scour for records there several times a week). I asked if they had records in it while it sat in the store. Nope, they used it to display shoes. The ladies at the Salvation Army are not very bright.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi7GEgPA2koNnOr4cX02HxcwbE_w1BleqFxrKyTEidb1JJBNx4Ds09UVbCfIxWxGYYDBRX3gRptsLuGCVxMTdfKhMI_fycFOb8UEys8pBL_KWPLsRV-4kjEzeH0-kp3qo5lDVVBQCewtY0/s1600/hemingersandblog+056.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi7GEgPA2koNnOr4cX02HxcwbE_w1BleqFxrKyTEidb1JJBNx4Ds09UVbCfIxWxGYYDBRX3gRptsLuGCVxMTdfKhMI_fycFOb8UEys8pBL_KWPLsRV-4kjEzeH0-kp3qo5lDVVBQCewtY0/s400/hemingersandblog+056.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508882240530224018" /></a><br /><br />I don't know why this picture is sideways...It doesn't appear on my camera or my computer that way. I bought these speakers for a buck out of the back of a rusty trailer full of random junk. I think they look kinda cool, and I thought it was worth a buck to clean them up and see if they work.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhkD-NrYgYZACeR0Pfxw9PNakdzWprMtXNgeyAJwbuzJ2FN2WpSrP2Yn4MUz5S43zRLZg6poOgA3xBkjTgwdqAH7aQFqfvqCvvw454iOkLfsaxQJGBdmcHwTcgvOE3n8bjF8F_9EM_JAeI/s1600/hemingersandblog+054.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhkD-NrYgYZACeR0Pfxw9PNakdzWprMtXNgeyAJwbuzJ2FN2WpSrP2Yn4MUz5S43zRLZg6poOgA3xBkjTgwdqAH7aQFqfvqCvvw454iOkLfsaxQJGBdmcHwTcgvOE3n8bjF8F_9EM_JAeI/s400/hemingersandblog+054.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508882233366809538" /></a><br /><br />I found these Martin Denny records at 2 different sales about 5 minutes apart. Every now and then, I go through an Exotica/lounge kick, so I need plenty of Martin Denny and Esquivel records and Shag books on hand at all times. Besides, it's hard to beat Martin Denny's album covers!<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgN4ZrYZVy06zbfYyGDh098GP8dmEW2SwQqHHLddMlLFXU-YBPIcMU171X2xex4B0fpnjTo3thZku3aJ-reqvL31kcJr_Zfs73q_yCdnvaIsTmBWCc0yVvQQ9ARWNYC-x3kBhBeTAJc08M/s1600/hemingersandblog+047.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgN4ZrYZVy06zbfYyGDh098GP8dmEW2SwQqHHLddMlLFXU-YBPIcMU171X2xex4B0fpnjTo3thZku3aJ-reqvL31kcJr_Zfs73q_yCdnvaIsTmBWCc0yVvQQ9ARWNYC-x3kBhBeTAJc08M/s400/hemingersandblog+047.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508881689460972738" /></a><br /><br />Speaking of Martin Denny, this is one of my favorite album covers of all time...Gee, I wonder why! I didn't get this at the garage sales...but you know, it'll probably be a REALLY long time before I talk about Martin Denny and his record covers on here again.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEihoFuPb4_oaTyNIdr6ZAIoPfSgl2bbaS1jpMENi2yrE7LLE7fD8087k45ZeEHs_-YTjCBqYe5kd3tr6vwBZ4oSh62PD3tHcnhioc06-7no5XWcOdeIDm7H8XfdJ20kBwePURIWfJDkI-c/s1600/hemingersandblog+050.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEihoFuPb4_oaTyNIdr6ZAIoPfSgl2bbaS1jpMENi2yrE7LLE7fD8087k45ZeEHs_-YTjCBqYe5kd3tr6vwBZ4oSh62PD3tHcnhioc06-7no5XWcOdeIDm7H8XfdJ20kBwePURIWfJDkI-c/s400/hemingersandblog+050.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508881685674485714" /></a><br /><br />I got this REALLY clean Kyu Sakamoto record off the same guy I got the Martin Denny "Exotica" record from. He was a really cool guy that picked this up when he was living in Japan in the early 60's. I talked to him and his wife for a really long time. I didn't know what this was when I bought it, as there is nothing but Japanese writing on it, front and back...but I LOVE the cover, and the vinyl is clear red, so I was sold! I think I'm gonna put his cover of "Good Timing" on my Christmas mix this year.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjRcrFmMj4xg0PidYxBWLsguNdA3HMhTU1QbggSAivPVwyRx_GihdovLhfKFc3shK4pVkvWvQa_xaE4XgJoRLlgZOfKpLt9nFLIBuRpHoyynO8BHSF5wqM_4GHxS-ggo9AA_PHJIKHZGww/s1600/hemingersandblog+051.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjRcrFmMj4xg0PidYxBWLsguNdA3HMhTU1QbggSAivPVwyRx_GihdovLhfKFc3shK4pVkvWvQa_xaE4XgJoRLlgZOfKpLt9nFLIBuRpHoyynO8BHSF5wqM_4GHxS-ggo9AA_PHJIKHZGww/s400/hemingersandblog+051.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508881679008170754" /></a><br /><br />This was my find of the year. Hands down. The guy selling it was a total asshole too, so it made the score even sweeter. He had a filthy barn full of shit, nothing priced. I heard him gouging the shit out of everyone trying to by stuff. I went through box after box of mouse eaten, dirty, moldy, stuck together, often sleeveless records. Out of ALL of them(probably 1500 or so), I pulled three worth buying. This, a Kraftwerk record(TOTALLY out of place amongst the mostly awful 50's/60's goodwill records), and ANOTHER Martin Denny record with an attractive woman on the cover(when a formula works...). I asked how much he wanted for records and he grabbed them out of my hands, and started looking them over. "What the hell is THIS?!" he asked about the Kraftwerk record. I started to explain Kraftwerk, and he just started talking over me/making fun of me. $5 bucks a record. "Well, you can put these two back then". I already have the Kraftwerk record, and I can't foresee ever dropping $5 on a rough Martin Denny record from a dirty barn. After I paid he said "WAIT! IS THAT BUDDY HOLLY?!" Yup...first pressing, really clean too. He wanted it back, and I found a few semi-polite ways to tell him to get fucked, and he made fun of me some more, but without much sting, because I had won the battle. <br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjOjRHxJ8FlPQ8q0X4AJoubwPj_Y6aVMIm1U2cuHXYlw2O0CHYfApVKRPOv1yhY6qYlquBmjpJcIKtN7lyNpAlHa2ULTyB-3U3LpKKQnBR-gA6x5680dD8ZTNjWk2VgJC9deir7mBaPRhs/s1600/hemingersandblog+052.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjOjRHxJ8FlPQ8q0X4AJoubwPj_Y6aVMIm1U2cuHXYlw2O0CHYfApVKRPOv1yhY6qYlquBmjpJcIKtN7lyNpAlHa2ULTyB-3U3LpKKQnBR-gA6x5680dD8ZTNjWk2VgJC9deir7mBaPRhs/s400/hemingersandblog+052.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508881677268142386" /></a> <br /><br />I got a lot of other neat stuff too...some novelty pins that I seem to have misplaced, and will have to wait until another post. A Ton of art supplies, a few more records...Jimi Hendrix, ect...some Wacky Packages cards. I can't wait until next year!Petro B Pettsonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14807988205211691379noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4371059112810360706.post-76106240078742148772010-07-25T01:15:00.000-07:002010-07-31T00:23:40.528-07:00Cleveland Steamer...Adventures In My New Favorite TownSo I posted last as I was catching my breath from packing up the car for some night driving to Cleveland, Ohio. We got into Cleveland at about 3:30am, and Melanie crashed as soon as we got to our hotel room...I, on the other hand, stayed up most of the night watching VH1 classic(I don't get that channel at home). Every time I'd start to nod off, they'd show a Devo video or something, and I'd perk right back up. I should have taken some pictures of our room. It had a real cool 60's-ish Danish-ish lamp that I really wanted to steal. I'm a bad blogger though, so I forgot to.<br /><br />Oh, before I talk more about Cleveland...a real quick ADD break. I saw Joan Jett and the Blackhearts the other night! It was at a drag strip, and the stage was REALLY far away from the crowd(as seen in the picture below), but it kicked a whole lot of ass. She's still pretty hot too, for someone in their 50's.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjh3HIdgn78-4SKZ8aPmGy8yxYdABVvaH5ko24JEKH_fkYEycWQEfat7wQKp3WUqiPkgqic9ZFycE-m0GPLG8Pc5Z2N1NzqdOwhRfdbgMqXMG3FKIfvkuU5VTin92pUdn2I8QBi9uxbxEQ/s1600/lkujyhngfvbdclujyhtgfvdczzzz+015.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjh3HIdgn78-4SKZ8aPmGy8yxYdABVvaH5ko24JEKH_fkYEycWQEfat7wQKp3WUqiPkgqic9ZFycE-m0GPLG8Pc5Z2N1NzqdOwhRfdbgMqXMG3FKIfvkuU5VTin92pUdn2I8QBi9uxbxEQ/s400/lkujyhngfvbdclujyhtgfvdczzzz+015.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497756286884395314" /></a><br /><br />Here's a picture of me in front of Cleveland, my new favorite city. This is outside the Rock n roll Hall of Fame. Despite the STEEEEEEP admission price, I'm real glad I went. Favorite items? One of the Ohio Express member's pants, McCoys drum head, the guitar Eddie Cochran had on him when he died(recovered from the accident by Dave Dee of Dave Dee, Dozy, Beaky, Mick, and Tich fame, while he was still a cop), Cramps drum head broken by Lux Interior's head, Leadbelly's pardon letter, Jimi Hendrix's childhood drawings, and Hank Williams' boots. <br /><br />Jeeeeez, I look like a dweeb in this picture! <br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgyJeh0xwYXFPrkGZYomdRbV6Ow0RSOT6xRpjhVIhRb72oF8MWcsRQhgxOONYoYClDbCg-COav-gCYPrt0o4HwW_iSPxUfU4O8LnMTvD9zTES45Be1a_3Moib-7T1wkmtU_qgxSwVaSkHU/s1600/lkujyhngfvbdclujyhtgfvdczzzz+012.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgyJeh0xwYXFPrkGZYomdRbV6Ow0RSOT6xRpjhVIhRb72oF8MWcsRQhgxOONYoYClDbCg-COav-gCYPrt0o4HwW_iSPxUfU4O8LnMTvD9zTES45Be1a_3Moib-7T1wkmtU_qgxSwVaSkHU/s400/lkujyhngfvbdclujyhtgfvdczzzz+012.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497756280272516002" /></a><br /><br />This clock was originally gonna be for sale in Cleveland, but not long after I snapped this picture, a customer at the bakery bought it.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh_tikKDtUmEo-JJZJglUzpo-h8jWyGpJVfjnG2AmccOGGsimXtiSEA-rifplove4D5eb5E0ugfKfmazRtRO8CifHyN8XcWcP7IPd3O5Da2mnY7UxXi0l1UY9ZxjU95toGZtqq9UKZsSGQ/s1600/lkujyhngfvbdclujyhtgfvdc+041.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh_tikKDtUmEo-JJZJglUzpo-h8jWyGpJVfjnG2AmccOGGsimXtiSEA-rifplove4D5eb5E0ugfKfmazRtRO8CifHyN8XcWcP7IPd3O5Da2mnY7UxXi0l1UY9ZxjU95toGZtqq9UKZsSGQ/s400/lkujyhngfvbdclujyhtgfvdc+041.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497756272186452082" /></a><br /><br />The BBQ/Flea Market/Rock n roll show was at Now That's Class, a nifty little punk bar held together with stickers, with some skateboard ramps in the back. It's a CBGB's for the rust belt! The awning(seen below) even reminded me of CBGB's. Incidentally, We saw the real CBGB's awning at the Rock n' Roll Hall Of Fame.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEikkb_BDeTWEKL_C9AowEJS_1RQuXRxUjkSoGnlIg6EzIZ8eNhsMbg2czIseMcDbH-Q8IKDQzRLNs47_JhapXYsvMIABCmNyUiGYTAAI3EVTEtYUk86AHDo33cWBL1PAp7ici1CkMVWI08/s1600/lkujyhngfvbdclujyhtgfvdczzzz+011.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEikkb_BDeTWEKL_C9AowEJS_1RQuXRxUjkSoGnlIg6EzIZ8eNhsMbg2czIseMcDbH-Q8IKDQzRLNs47_JhapXYsvMIABCmNyUiGYTAAI3EVTEtYUk86AHDo33cWBL1PAp7ici1CkMVWI08/s400/lkujyhngfvbdclujyhtgfvdczzzz+011.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497755729652311202" /></a><br /><br />Here's a bunch of my art that I had for sale, as well as some velvet paintings and other random kitsch. I'm too big of an airhead to remember to take a picture of all the other vintage stuff we had for sale, even though part of the reason we went in the first place was to take pictures of what people bought so I could write about it here. I suck.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgcO0n7Oa5w0w3TLG4Gz3Dk_2HFstfkhXjVKkt4uuVDgWMI1xpUCE1Cs9YDMNVZUn-WLNIAKwar0-QgPy4g8pCal1J62IaPe81g60_8Vfm9U8c5p3ffWaTZfiQjB8fusUpVkODqIONMzK4/s1600/lkujyhngfvbdclujyhtgfvdczzzz+001.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgcO0n7Oa5w0w3TLG4Gz3Dk_2HFstfkhXjVKkt4uuVDgWMI1xpUCE1Cs9YDMNVZUn-WLNIAKwar0-QgPy4g8pCal1J62IaPe81g60_8Vfm9U8c5p3ffWaTZfiQjB8fusUpVkODqIONMzK4/s400/lkujyhngfvbdclujyhtgfvdczzzz+001.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497755724128797874" /></a><br /><br />The one buyer and item I did think to photograph was the girl who bought this napkin holder. There's a story behind this thing. When I was in high school, a friend of mine stole this from Dairy Queen. He was(and still is) way into Rockabilly, and one day sitting around the storage unit he illegally lived in at the time, and he handed my a Sharpie marker, and asked me to "make it look more 50's", so I drew on the diamonds. A couple years later, I went over the sharpie with some paint. He ended up giving it to his brother, and I didn't see it for a few years. About 4 years ago, I was shopping at the antique mall in Allen, Michigan, and spotted it in a booth. I thought that was neat that it'd randomly show up over in the next county. I didn't buy it(I don't even really like it), and next time I went back, it was gone. Last year, We were sitting in the bakery, and one of Melanie's old co-workers came in and said "I found something at a garage sale in Indiana, and it made me think of you guys"...it was the napkin holder. Weird. Anyway, I sold it in Cleveland...let's see how long it takes to come back this time.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiZDaSBt-LtBdneg39QFB535jbrbK4awLnQa2cwOKmdeVnwJm3OByKBiqHyOiznpyqY1bqgey5Uk7XqWe6h1CeqHP9JHuq1S6DkvGlbrGQLRU3oj2QqYcAbDzYDlPx1naQKfPs0q1sSp8o/s1600/lkujyhngfvbdclujyhtgfvdczzzz+010.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiZDaSBt-LtBdneg39QFB535jbrbK4awLnQa2cwOKmdeVnwJm3OByKBiqHyOiznpyqY1bqgey5Uk7XqWe6h1CeqHP9JHuq1S6DkvGlbrGQLRU3oj2QqYcAbDzYDlPx1naQKfPs0q1sSp8o/s400/lkujyhngfvbdclujyhtgfvdczzzz+010.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497755716248481554" /></a><br /><br />Here's the Sweet Sixteens playing behind Now That's Class in 357 degree heat. They're great! I forgot to take pictures of the Poppets, because I'm stupid...but we did sell them some vintage junk.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhZAEWb4Uz9eAJFMwREorvsNDBHzvXQYsq4oBGnDWDWnwCW0R24BFuMXQMw2IY3tSJtAXwOj61UE17EDYpNQvv9DRDLW4kcUakUW1a0LwYSSNUgknYUsucFxN442JGkfpH-iQLetBfkQtg/s1600/lkujyhngfvbdclujyhtgfvdczzzz+007.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhZAEWb4Uz9eAJFMwREorvsNDBHzvXQYsq4oBGnDWDWnwCW0R24BFuMXQMw2IY3tSJtAXwOj61UE17EDYpNQvv9DRDLW4kcUakUW1a0LwYSSNUgknYUsucFxN442JGkfpH-iQLetBfkQtg/s400/lkujyhngfvbdclujyhtgfvdczzzz+007.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497755707816906386" /></a><br /><br />On Saturday, my new band is opening for the Poppets and Sweet Sixteens...I Can't wait! They're all super fun and friendly folks. This is our first show! I drew the poster.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj4gmdL5cKYjiU_4G5Yw3eoJnKg4kVdsJCt9qCEIqzWD1lzJFVYt5AthiXeGCNflGNmB5FlmQhLC0UhSnUUE1s0rm03FnWYFhwZzOoJrhdcVyuXox7YPyThQ6YqSJaSdut_VovFkZYm520/s1600/poppetsss.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 313px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj4gmdL5cKYjiU_4G5Yw3eoJnKg4kVdsJCt9qCEIqzWD1lzJFVYt5AthiXeGCNflGNmB5FlmQhLC0UhSnUUE1s0rm03FnWYFhwZzOoJrhdcVyuXox7YPyThQ6YqSJaSdut_VovFkZYm520/s400/poppetsss.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497761273237346642" /></a><br /><br />Here's Melanie passing out some cake balls during the Sweet Sixteens set. Cleveland loves cake balls!<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjDkhJmqUnh9v5MB-9BniYOeQsbr0DGfvrAl26PrM6boRvr3uQmNBTHDoFuGaFekCccMnZo7Rf1nJWe1djN_3s-fdjij4dpN5ihSHdm90h8xFjeTmSKjpV-eqQCITUvTfD_qSRn3VpYfbk/s1600/lkujyhngfvbdclujyhtgfvdczzzz+009.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjDkhJmqUnh9v5MB-9BniYOeQsbr0DGfvrAl26PrM6boRvr3uQmNBTHDoFuGaFekCccMnZo7Rf1nJWe1djN_3s-fdjij4dpN5ihSHdm90h8xFjeTmSKjpV-eqQCITUvTfD_qSRn3VpYfbk/s400/lkujyhngfvbdclujyhtgfvdczzzz+009.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497755700158636082" /></a><br /><br />This is in the sound booth area in Now That's Class. I dig all the little kid/drunk people drawings! I should have taken some pics of Now That's Class's food...Holy cow, the Quesadillas we had there were outta sight. Actually, all the food we had in Cleveland was great! Angelo's pizza(across the street from In My Mind's Eye record store, which also RULLLLES), is fantastic! We wanted to eat at Melt(as seen on Man VS Food), but it was getting late, and I hear the lines are super long.<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjVfTOBRFXFGk7iFalpxmPmcWKz1WJ6NOaNYQ_PZ0IRk5amhu6o576GLouK3rshqLtLzicYW9u9b97dNBBWqqCrDXENJjtqG0OSKWyZmA0qBxUzVPB3xar-QsStLC7NjB9mhnozvi0yn3g/s1600/lkujyhngfvbdclujyhtgfvdczzzz+002.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjVfTOBRFXFGk7iFalpxmPmcWKz1WJ6NOaNYQ_PZ0IRk5amhu6o576GLouK3rshqLtLzicYW9u9b97dNBBWqqCrDXENJjtqG0OSKWyZmA0qBxUzVPB3xar-QsStLC7NjB9mhnozvi0yn3g/s400/lkujyhngfvbdclujyhtgfvdczzzz+002.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497755030601431906" /></a><br /><br />Here's me lookin' real smart.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj_yDV5B1CpYZxGA3tVBTEAfBns60kNk_89WUIP-Cu6cQXb-bJducJpYG6zKu8iZSsNSfhx5-AYM9dwZYsxhUmrSEfHmP3k4CaJK1AVMC42vDpqI0ndZdKWr325FqcMHKZcqG2OVs-33ws/s1600/lkujyhngfvbdclujyhtgfvdczzzz+003.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj_yDV5B1CpYZxGA3tVBTEAfBns60kNk_89WUIP-Cu6cQXb-bJducJpYG6zKu8iZSsNSfhx5-AYM9dwZYsxhUmrSEfHmP3k4CaJK1AVMC42vDpqI0ndZdKWr325FqcMHKZcqG2OVs-33ws/s400/lkujyhngfvbdclujyhtgfvdczzzz+003.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497755022803090962" /></a><br /><br />This mural makes me think that Now That's Class was probably a gay bar in the late 80's....<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEht4HR0GC1p_4wNDrX5nJlwgw_mqg3JNZISYGf2kkW95WuvdeV5_69OyIRxcJviq9B61-i6u1A-WMEKCZf2CnfwP_9tH9ZXziizSn3vZOSaoHY0VtGsnkrqJiyObalaY1NZtX7-O_8qeOc/s1600/lkujyhngfvbdclujyhtgfvdczzzz+006.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEht4HR0GC1p_4wNDrX5nJlwgw_mqg3JNZISYGf2kkW95WuvdeV5_69OyIRxcJviq9B61-i6u1A-WMEKCZf2CnfwP_9tH9ZXziizSn3vZOSaoHY0VtGsnkrqJiyObalaY1NZtX7-O_8qeOc/s400/lkujyhngfvbdclujyhtgfvdczzzz+006.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497755017642753346" /></a><br /><br />...probably a gay bar in the 80's...<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhNbpyH4vrhsI2xYGuXkc1xruo6VWy8p4oURaFsGG7PaqFEWV53I56GWAgZoKHfdjra3nbSsawWKU4cHPse4_jvArmaWF3UrF7YbSbZLqZQwx_DJ_MXM2jIQUdcisNyjmmZWfNtpB1VAvI/s1600/lkujyhngfvbdclujyhtgfvdczzzz+004.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhNbpyH4vrhsI2xYGuXkc1xruo6VWy8p4oURaFsGG7PaqFEWV53I56GWAgZoKHfdjra3nbSsawWKU4cHPse4_jvArmaWF3UrF7YbSbZLqZQwx_DJ_MXM2jIQUdcisNyjmmZWfNtpB1VAvI/s400/lkujyhngfvbdclujyhtgfvdczzzz+004.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497755014366829138" /></a><br /><br />...definitely a gay bar in the 80's!<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhdm2RqGsINHL2v4w8qqNfbwVZnsvhVDId5CHTL32wAVHW8zQCUewE1_xq5zptMjSkDPAC6uHsVqZ4Ps7Xrzoa4kbap9zGKsXJkqvz-DjGDZuJcSPepbJP0cZqIIyRqbk-QBvhWablJQR0/s1600/lkujyhngfvbdclujyhtgfvdczzzz+005.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhdm2RqGsINHL2v4w8qqNfbwVZnsvhVDId5CHTL32wAVHW8zQCUewE1_xq5zptMjSkDPAC6uHsVqZ4Ps7Xrzoa4kbap9zGKsXJkqvz-DjGDZuJcSPepbJP0cZqIIyRqbk-QBvhWablJQR0/s400/lkujyhngfvbdclujyhtgfvdczzzz+005.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497755006871401138" /></a><br /><br />Much thanks to Erin(of <a href="http://mybabydoesthehankypanky.blogspot.com/">Trash You Up</a>, of course), and her boyfriend Josh, for The hospitality, and for the nifty pizza magnet that is now on my pink Frigidaire. We'll be back in Cleveland real soon.<br /><br />Oh, any readers that want your mind blown, should check out <a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/51240091@N03/sets/72157624296649828/">Flower Child</a> in Cleveland...the best vintage store I've ever been to...EVER!!! We sold them a whole bunch of stuff, and wanted to buy so many things, that we ended up buying nothing, because we couldn't decide on one thing(and we're trying really hard to save up for Goner Fest).<br /><br />On an unrelated note...Here's another poster I recently did...<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi_hntpQmJPskd9JK9osmYyKGhZdtISX9O0eKaF4hlCbU8TSCotx5eLicpN0pLGwzvS2WUm1ODZoHqBYzZMnqTkWFiYnnKp_TYbOuIS3aV4aJraEX7EhuXktVr7nOgxA4Efl41Nevlw8n0/s1600/Girlsatdawnnnn2.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 309px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi_hntpQmJPskd9JK9osmYyKGhZdtISX9O0eKaF4hlCbU8TSCotx5eLicpN0pLGwzvS2WUm1ODZoHqBYzZMnqTkWFiYnnKp_TYbOuIS3aV4aJraEX7EhuXktVr7nOgxA4Efl41Nevlw8n0/s400/Girlsatdawnnnn2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499966523400559906" /></a>Petro B Pettsonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14807988205211691379noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4371059112810360706.post-15068214321252789962010-07-10T18:58:00.000-07:002010-07-10T19:16:34.381-07:00Cleveland BoundThis is gonna be the quickest blog post ever. I need to drive to Indiana and pick Mel up from work in 45 minutes, and then it's driving to Cleveland through the night. I've been gathering art and nifty old stuff to sell all day long...I still haven't even packed my toothbrush or clothes....I MUST NOT FORGET TO DO THAT! Anyway, I have a REALLY hard time parting with things(the Hoarder part of my blog title is no joke...I really have an OCD hoarding complex...the Awesome part, however, is up for debate), so it's been tough packing up the car for the big flea market/record fair/ art show/cookout/punk show. Anyway, here's some of the stuff I'll have on hand...<br /><br /> Here's a panting/collage I'll have for sale...It's about 2 foot by 2 foot. It took a REALLY LONG TIME.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjObLEc-hHIFs-GtfLWpXW3U4rv8cXr3ttpkl4RL0w2ab45dtYxtfwzt7CShxRlIzq-2cN9YP3M0D_OrpxUiXD53eHX8npomYBL70_IvmowoPdmO1lsGRL3TJPeynf4_0Y2C3wPwkxh5fQ/s1600/lkujyhngfvbdclujyhtgfvdc+011.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjObLEc-hHIFs-GtfLWpXW3U4rv8cXr3ttpkl4RL0w2ab45dtYxtfwzt7CShxRlIzq-2cN9YP3M0D_OrpxUiXD53eHX8npomYBL70_IvmowoPdmO1lsGRL3TJPeynf4_0Y2C3wPwkxh5fQ/s400/lkujyhngfvbdclujyhtgfvdc+011.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492464673104899042" /></a><br /><br />Here's an even bigger one. I've been saving them for a gallery show...but I need money for Gonerfest, so they're going on sale early!<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjGuwgDrAGMc6ieWKtM-JvfFt1Dbxu_k_QnBx-0vjrkgEkzzN_nKmzYtkVud3uT6OOWOKOfmd7Ec5_MvS0d9tPJq2Rk0y9Ok967q-Pm6TmJk4fbSU1whZWEo2zbvlqJMmOS2T9D9ZoXMEE/s1600/lkujyhngfvbdclujyhtgfvdc+016.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjGuwgDrAGMc6ieWKtM-JvfFt1Dbxu_k_QnBx-0vjrkgEkzzN_nKmzYtkVud3uT6OOWOKOfmd7Ec5_MvS0d9tPJq2Rk0y9Ok967q-Pm6TmJk4fbSU1whZWEo2zbvlqJMmOS2T9D9ZoXMEE/s400/lkujyhngfvbdclujyhtgfvdc+016.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492464670537955362" /></a><br /><br />Here's a swell little mod picnic dining set.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhXc0LoYCq53uhcCmVsfaykkSQJ5y5cmJ-lhgidjKf18NBlFJEiXSoOI_pFeYVDe7ReUX5IlNMKwGdv_qWUZSUeWOnEiqYtq34RMrDxiIOCHBrsX0iamG1LWlYtdZ-K_h2iVb9AsC8fBX0/s1600/lkujyhngfvbdclujyhtgfvdc+042.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhXc0LoYCq53uhcCmVsfaykkSQJ5y5cmJ-lhgidjKf18NBlFJEiXSoOI_pFeYVDe7ReUX5IlNMKwGdv_qWUZSUeWOnEiqYtq34RMrDxiIOCHBrsX0iamG1LWlYtdZ-K_h2iVb9AsC8fBX0/s400/lkujyhngfvbdclujyhtgfvdc+042.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492464662483729218" /></a><br /><br />...here's what's inside! <br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjANanaHW68TsbgC8bnEyzzFlNvZAigGhhIssWH1sGh7UUpmNiWDhHOvQqJ1GJnB_xDwRP8wl9d_CALcBGtRtEVgTLE_yEbXHJ_gkJXrlu_m0e5XOHwKfoL-8qi6F6Uq5c43yjmTPO4B-s/s1600/lkujyhngfvbdclujyhtgfvdc+044.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjANanaHW68TsbgC8bnEyzzFlNvZAigGhhIssWH1sGh7UUpmNiWDhHOvQqJ1GJnB_xDwRP8wl9d_CALcBGtRtEVgTLE_yEbXHJ_gkJXrlu_m0e5XOHwKfoL-8qi6F6Uq5c43yjmTPO4B-s/s400/lkujyhngfvbdclujyhtgfvdc+044.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492464652822940658" /></a><br /><br />A bunch of junk I still need to put in the car. Yes, that's an MC hammer doll in the box.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhfDZgxR-eE2s3wrS8oaafTWvNrxjJBCWI0bqtdOY5caBRyVOt9jXIlM3YwECGl6Mwp-fWMKirmghVjuORIAQvagPZ2svi0zIGa8xQqZdhBXpKP8icVfj6Iy-5rrT9Lr0UHKX6dpPSuu5Q/s1600/lkujyhngfvbdclujyhtgfvdc+045.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhfDZgxR-eE2s3wrS8oaafTWvNrxjJBCWI0bqtdOY5caBRyVOt9jXIlM3YwECGl6Mwp-fWMKirmghVjuORIAQvagPZ2svi0zIGa8xQqZdhBXpKP8icVfj6Iy-5rrT9Lr0UHKX6dpPSuu5Q/s400/lkujyhngfvbdclujyhtgfvdc+045.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492464638120399474" /></a><br /><br />I'm bringing the camera, so look forward to a big Cleveland post when I get home!Petro B Pettsonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14807988205211691379noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4371059112810360706.post-27366996244292327732010-06-16T00:51:00.000-07:002010-06-16T02:39:06.357-07:00Big Eye/Sad Eye Awesomeness part OneHeeeeyyyyyy....I'm smashed. I'm making Mojitos in celebration of finishing a long, intricate, time consuming art project...and I have tomorrow off, sorta. Actually, I'm going to see Nobunny, and I'm spinning records in between bands. Any way...<br /><br />I LLLOOOVVVEEE cheesy, kitschy, 60's/70's Keane influenced big/sad-eye stuff...here's a few pieces(notice where I put 'part one' up there...I gotta stretch this shit out!) from my collection/hoard pile.<br /><br />I found this guy in my last trip to Shipshewana, which I previously blogged about <a href="http://hoarderofawesome.blogspot.com/2010/04/amish-paradisea-hoarder-of-awesome.html">here</a>. He was buried amongst the MOUNDS of junk in that American Pickers-esque barn. There's STILL a few goodies outta that place that I'm saving for later posts. This Japanese Enesco piece might look familiar to readers of HOA...He's a less cool(but still cool), and beat up version of <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjCOXGoKAoNHV13WEHEeDUuTWMf0ByD1Q6__8a_HxlfQKSCIh9GLvqB1pmSPKVaxG0I4hCDFVLpi2YluKZAPymF11UeY2EZ7ZV2fK-M8i3jS1i2B8Uj-XioV6qktYMEK0v885oV41bU7qw/s1600-h/blooooogggggg+048.jpg">these</a>. I got it for a dollar, just like everything else in the barn. I looked up 'Enesco' on google. As far as I can tell, they're still cranking out cheap junk...I typed "Enesco" into Ebay, and got 40,000-plus results!<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiXHn74bLXrVnJC7nmY7XLYLlLi8oCgM3OlfaWtqp8vycIPhj1vAHNLqED1V0w3xtf5Z4Ik1-gSbeR4M0lT5unibsDiewvP7oA4XMjiu2j-KblLZOJ0DhTf0KS4XME2DGsoemDA1VVaDME/s1600/blogggg.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiXHn74bLXrVnJC7nmY7XLYLlLi8oCgM3OlfaWtqp8vycIPhj1vAHNLqED1V0w3xtf5Z4Ik1-gSbeR4M0lT5unibsDiewvP7oA4XMjiu2j-KblLZOJ0DhTf0KS4XME2DGsoemDA1VVaDME/s400/blogggg.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483277577182541202" /></a><br /><br />The Enesco cats look like this cat. I dunno who made these...I know there were a bunch of these sad cats and dogs made in (I assume) the early 70's, and if I wasn't seeing double, and having to go back and re-type every other word, I'd probably look it up...<br /><br />Anywhozzle, I grabbed this at a semi-local antique mall for $5. <br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEinZitpIHQSXOE75l9krPGWTRp_O3OVp6XdUWSamb3hTnivH0UHmh0Imfu0jX2PwExwH_cIJiizord6wfH33yS40-Hk8E2S3069lVLq3-1zMWOCkubrvA36icFDoTkHIz7AKCfYRHTdugU/s1600/bloggg+001.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEinZitpIHQSXOE75l9krPGWTRp_O3OVp6XdUWSamb3hTnivH0UHmh0Imfu0jX2PwExwH_cIJiizord6wfH33yS40-Hk8E2S3069lVLq3-1zMWOCkubrvA36icFDoTkHIz7AKCfYRHTdugU/s400/bloggg+001.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483277570429692786" /></a><br /><br />I also have a lamp of it. I found this on my last trip to Ohio, at an antique store, while I was waiting in line to pay.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjdhnLdVeOJVQQ85J6eNKo1Ox1q3EmfRsLlFrWAlEyIWHLfNLrXAX1kYZiaOuU5SSLIk2U8B0uVndOOB0GHPO9gzVl72XtMzS2sXhDRONnPH8GhmKGPcNBT6Q87LtzWXrF1dDprSTj_vBo/s1600/mel's+camera+894.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjdhnLdVeOJVQQ85J6eNKo1Ox1q3EmfRsLlFrWAlEyIWHLfNLrXAX1kYZiaOuU5SSLIk2U8B0uVndOOB0GHPO9gzVl72XtMzS2sXhDRONnPH8GhmKGPcNBT6Q87LtzWXrF1dDprSTj_vBo/s400/mel's+camera+894.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483277567821029346" /></a><br /><br />Here's another view...<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiKMaubkm1GYq6Svt02tgTv93sSHq8LxHR6nDad8Yh2ZBG8yyivWtMjXGizJNrE9nYW64Jpa05s-WIna7dw9bWHDQOZVE6f5KdeVqJxgtZ4BWMK-jsdevQRRhdPi5rrNiGw8l9t4Ba2m_w/s1600/mel's+camera+893.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiKMaubkm1GYq6Svt02tgTv93sSHq8LxHR6nDad8Yh2ZBG8yyivWtMjXGizJNrE9nYW64Jpa05s-WIna7dw9bWHDQOZVE6f5KdeVqJxgtZ4BWMK-jsdevQRRhdPi5rrNiGw8l9t4Ba2m_w/s400/mel's+camera+893.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483277559767762066" /></a><br /><br />...and another...<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhM9_IggevnHrK65y7tbu3ndBTIKI2FETlb344FU0kYRaYIrpT4uvCAHZ73_ARyw4a-3Rqv6kVb717Ckr_9qpbOxtLrT6m_8T4drQhYfe_Oobvo4NpXF5tX6nzB0guMO_gWIfbT8RxKbQQ/s1600/mel's+camera+892.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhM9_IggevnHrK65y7tbu3ndBTIKI2FETlb344FU0kYRaYIrpT4uvCAHZ73_ARyw4a-3Rqv6kVb717Ckr_9qpbOxtLrT6m_8T4drQhYfe_Oobvo4NpXF5tX6nzB0guMO_gWIfbT8RxKbQQ/s400/mel's+camera+892.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483276697056665538" /></a><br /><br />Speaking of Ohio, HOA is going on the road this July. I'll have a table at the record trade/flea market/Poppets and Sweet Sixteens show/cookout at Now That's Class on the 11th. Come buy some collectibles or some artwork(Saving up for Gonerfest/My band's tour), and say 'hi'. I'm excited...I've never spent any time in Cleveland. Gonna visit friend and fellow blogger Erin, of the wonderful <a href="http://mybabydoesthehankypanky.blogspot.com/">Trash You Up</a> blog. I gotta start getting stuff around to sell. I know Melanie is gonna bring a bunch of cool vintage dresses.<br /><br />Anyway...Here's some 70's puzzles Melanie and I found and put together....<br /><br />This one was missing a piece, bah!<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhc4CFGuQixEq1VtyabB6EOn6TpxUKTRfJq-AqVOMF8Eyc41LitfUgigQHGpLYwPEb5d1sLU_PSqlZq4iPmlt0g9aL_NbDa7RpNzO3SudwalzZTNQc-L8IZ4HQrYjOzSHnluZQNYLlZbtw/s1600/mel's+camera+886.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhc4CFGuQixEq1VtyabB6EOn6TpxUKTRfJq-AqVOMF8Eyc41LitfUgigQHGpLYwPEb5d1sLU_PSqlZq4iPmlt0g9aL_NbDa7RpNzO3SudwalzZTNQc-L8IZ4HQrYjOzSHnluZQNYLlZbtw/s400/mel's+camera+886.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483276687807131090" /></a><br /><br />I remember, we did this one during Obama's first State of the Union address...When Joe Wilson yelled 'you lie!', we were finishing the border of the brim of the hat.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgON7xF-5LKkGVIxV4-66QPRCnN7DT5T_7dzx_jdKW0LISfNZNvuL2aleToTg-MmDFXVjk0HT0-653w-4JjQVhoD5AS8aMpczp3tTBZOn1ThWXuUSw5IVfRUOARtQrKa2eGScIwA2-hTP0/s1600/mel's+camera+884.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgON7xF-5LKkGVIxV4-66QPRCnN7DT5T_7dzx_jdKW0LISfNZNvuL2aleToTg-MmDFXVjk0HT0-653w-4JjQVhoD5AS8aMpczp3tTBZOn1ThWXuUSw5IVfRUOARtQrKa2eGScIwA2-hTP0/s400/mel's+camera+884.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483276683745693042" /></a><br /><br />Both puzzles are labeled 'Bright Eyes'...I wonder if that's where Conor Oberst got the name for his shitty music.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiYHWZX6x_nS56pEhCTQb4810FWMVraFSGE_ImseVGEn1RPWnGzp9s_gJrluuHGY08LuCWk6u4zvvm228njbWJDRKlUnUNnO__ZcIc0kl2nlA5hy8L0hPBYPhe4N5p68rnapdBI7vAaqhY/s1600/mel's+camera+887.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiYHWZX6x_nS56pEhCTQb4810FWMVraFSGE_ImseVGEn1RPWnGzp9s_gJrluuHGY08LuCWk6u4zvvm228njbWJDRKlUnUNnO__ZcIc0kl2nlA5hy8L0hPBYPhe4N5p68rnapdBI7vAaqhY/s400/mel's+camera+887.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483276671865197122" /></a><br /><br />Wellll...like I said, I'm friggin' smashed, thanks to tasty mojitos. The Mojito has made somewhat of a splash as of late as a hip drink of choice. It's unfortunate that most places make them wrong. I make real Mojitos...a recipe I learned from my Italian friend Mario, who learned the proper technique while on vacation in Cuba(birthplace of the Mojito). Here's how to make a real Mojito<br /><br />In a glass, crush half a lime and a generous few sprigs of mint, and some natural cane sugar. Add crushed Ice, and equal parts spiced and light rum...maybe a slight bit more light rum. I like to keep a spoon in the drink, and stir it before each sip, otherwise, the lime and sugar sink to the bottom.<br /><br />A lot of bars just use light rum and a mix. Some bars use soda water, or sprite! That is not a mojito.Petro B Pettsonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14807988205211691379noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4371059112810360706.post-27372853475396579352010-06-10T21:29:00.000-07:002010-06-10T23:51:33.292-07:00You Don't Go In The Bathroom With Me!If you don't get the Misfits reference, don't worry, this post isn't about poop...Hell, that song isn't even about poop, it's about murder. This post isn't about murder either, though. It's about the redecorating job I did on the bathroom at the bakery.<br /><br />I wish I had pictures of this bathroom when Melanie bought the place. It was UUUUGGGLLLLLYYYY! It was a dark red, with gold poorly sponged over it, with 80's navy blue light house wallpaper half-assedly glued half way up the wall. <br /><br />This is what I did with it...<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg6Oi1_DGQOqaj-HGb9dAWkI2H9TtwixS6yRyvotuG_mnRNUigWwh3ghorYU0nm2-euUZSV-FsLSS7Vv6l1H7pWSh1H0JD0jKU90pFW3ISaFTrPxIlfLc1EZlvUKUvxYEnTRreMsAIGym0/s1600/blogg+005.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg6Oi1_DGQOqaj-HGb9dAWkI2H9TtwixS6yRyvotuG_mnRNUigWwh3ghorYU0nm2-euUZSV-FsLSS7Vv6l1H7pWSh1H0JD0jKU90pFW3ISaFTrPxIlfLc1EZlvUKUvxYEnTRreMsAIGym0/s400/blogg+005.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481372047499500258" /></a><br /><br />On the two larger walls, I hand painted this design. I based it a lot on the background painting from shows like the Flintstones, the Jetsons, and Ren and Stimpy, along with mid-century(and mid-century influenced) hipster artists, like Shag, and Jim Flora. Also, cheap motels and gin and tonics. Yes, it took a very long time to get it just right...I was a total Nazi about it too, just ask Melanie.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiVezWPGO5AepSPRbkPwgvAej3NjGI_RrZzNS7WoyxiB2ldWb-l9DZZvgibWlLEACLjXQNUHdLV_dWU523pBDKzvBDz_AgMvLw2OvKiFveMfAB7rLJ6fDfzRpYrHI4gbo-MiDxQrvIFaRc/s1600/blogg+004.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiVezWPGO5AepSPRbkPwgvAej3NjGI_RrZzNS7WoyxiB2ldWb-l9DZZvgibWlLEACLjXQNUHdLV_dWU523pBDKzvBDz_AgMvLw2OvKiFveMfAB7rLJ6fDfzRpYrHI4gbo-MiDxQrvIFaRc/s400/blogg+004.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481372040655256786" /></a><br /><br />The door was just a plain, light, cheap, wood office door. I redid it(along with all the doors in the bakery) in a 50's mint green, same as I used in the middle of all the squares on the walls. The trim is a gloss gray. <br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgqtVZUHMDo7jyMjlgziJrdcpUCBaxGkRTjC4lsnPAFpWnqymwu3YvQMnm9X2ArGum8a17hOAYm7iHkdHrPrBuncqe9kMY3wWI5g0x7VDxKeOrOZxuIel1fPy-0pFyIYBk6cArjAqenPhA/s1600/blogg+006.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgqtVZUHMDo7jyMjlgziJrdcpUCBaxGkRTjC4lsnPAFpWnqymwu3YvQMnm9X2ArGum8a17hOAYm7iHkdHrPrBuncqe9kMY3wWI5g0x7VDxKeOrOZxuIel1fPy-0pFyIYBk6cArjAqenPhA/s400/blogg+006.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481371646282798018" /></a><br /><br />The trash can under the sink we picked up in Ypsilanti, MI. I forgot why we were there, probably on the way to Detroit for a show. I had seen these online and had it in mind when I did the bathroom, so I had to grab it the second I saw it. It isn't old, and was really cheap, like $10 I think.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhJVXRP-69357OJF04MORqFa7IC_rbGBF3mB_65Xk8GXh_IOEr9hlGhyopDSMO1_ngM6eFEYciqVPcqh08XBg5XV-SmDoZSc79TEUbS32QKpAFr7UetGjswaNDTcXZLUX8w-DCzD5Lg19w/s1600/blogg+009.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhJVXRP-69357OJF04MORqFa7IC_rbGBF3mB_65Xk8GXh_IOEr9hlGhyopDSMO1_ngM6eFEYciqVPcqh08XBg5XV-SmDoZSc79TEUbS32QKpAFr7UetGjswaNDTcXZLUX8w-DCzD5Lg19w/s400/blogg+009.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481371636885528258" /></a><br /><br />The clock is a Lux(No Cramps relation). I see these a lot and for cheap. In fact, there's two at the local antique mall right now for around $30, if I remember right. I think we got this one for $15 or $20, I don't remember. I do remember that we bought it the day our apartment in Kalamazoo got robbed, and I was carrying it in when I noticed stuff was amiss. I'm guessing it's from the later 60's. It plugs into the wall, but I wound the cord up behind it, because it's an ugly, kinked up cord, and the clock is loud when plugged in, and I don't usually go to the bathroom to check the time.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj-UaKUqAL2_qqjQQRSc9vRdgKxGLzWg3JdWa7uKnvw4MTry2ijFNMmjeOuBjIpye0R95StBSHdTvX8lv05IdvMjPtLi8kFDQ6qtHjOSsM6b2a0wCgPfZpnhPvgsFUuUf5C7pjlqyxFxa0/s1600/blogg+010.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj-UaKUqAL2_qqjQQRSc9vRdgKxGLzWg3JdWa7uKnvw4MTry2ijFNMmjeOuBjIpye0R95StBSHdTvX8lv05IdvMjPtLi8kFDQ6qtHjOSsM6b2a0wCgPfZpnhPvgsFUuUf5C7pjlqyxFxa0/s400/blogg+010.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481371633918245058" /></a><br /><br />I found this lampshade at this weird antique used mug/junk store that used to be in the neighborhood. The owner died, and I bought a ton of random crap off her son, who I think just wanted to shovel everything into a huge dumpster. I painted the blue squares on it though. The 70's green glass lamp used to belong to a friend of mine who had a bunch of cool late 60's/early 70's stuff...Lots of owl stuff, puke green chairs, things like that. She's one of those people, though, that just snapped one day, got an office job, stopped going to shows, stopped hanging out, married some random boring guy and started shitting out kids. What bummed me out the most is that when she changed lifestyles over night, she abandoned a couple paintings I'd done for her. Another friend of mine rescued them from the trash. What the hell. Anyway, I managed to save a few neat things she was tossing, this lamp being one.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj64VtVgmc9somAMmW_EHwcqaZ2N-RrHPCJ3OsW2yh9TxOA8nk9rqLyHdmLQa2E1YsYr03vyNumUDencaQnB0YR7Q740Tmu8b_Kd1HtZ3Uf9PpYMLCt97AdXW9Ti45jbBWpdvQt-e-bOy0/s1600/blogg+011.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj64VtVgmc9somAMmW_EHwcqaZ2N-RrHPCJ3OsW2yh9TxOA8nk9rqLyHdmLQa2E1YsYr03vyNumUDencaQnB0YR7Q740Tmu8b_Kd1HtZ3Uf9PpYMLCt97AdXW9Ti45jbBWpdvQt-e-bOy0/s400/blogg+011.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481371628626272322" /></a><br /><br />Here it is turned off. The table it's on I picked up at a church sale for $3. The reading material is Atomic Ranch...Which I took WAY too long to find out existed.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh_y1EkS17spJwGQ7WTU1HWlySaOIZxImfhmxZpolKbpMRb6eq3BeTPeLUgolzztx2L2ZEjQiYguE28HIRtKl6Xtocsp0gGPZmTX44ROw-1Ggy3RT_qH_Bt2Re35udNLVukbFLw5cX6ULY/s1600/blogg+002.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh_y1EkS17spJwGQ7WTU1HWlySaOIZxImfhmxZpolKbpMRb6eq3BeTPeLUgolzztx2L2ZEjQiYguE28HIRtKl6Xtocsp0gGPZmTX44ROw-1Ggy3RT_qH_Bt2Re35udNLVukbFLw5cX6ULY/s400/blogg+002.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481371618704819522" /></a><br /><br />I feel bad for going almost a month without a new post for y'all. I've been pretty busy/distracted/drunk. Here's some more posters I've done lately, I hope you enjoy them.<br /><br />I wish I was in Florida for this...that's one hell of a lineup!<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhgt5iV-dRyikBaWsP680vjyd3l1hUj2y6nBZ37UxrVpk9AvzcLJp751o3eEXdvqzhNr0GcTZkEWbk-k5_SGsLmqjR82kGZHjggpx57bfgPTAYMPunIjJBki_rxRUKtZAu9AbSe4w1M968/s1600/spitbunnycolor2.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 319px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhgt5iV-dRyikBaWsP680vjyd3l1hUj2y6nBZ37UxrVpk9AvzcLJp751o3eEXdvqzhNr0GcTZkEWbk-k5_SGsLmqjR82kGZHjggpx57bfgPTAYMPunIjJBki_rxRUKtZAu9AbSe4w1M968/s400/spitbunnycolor2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481370985924367938" /></a><br /><br />This one's for a show in Dublin, Ireland!<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgfnfMkjdEw2k3PfEf_5ya0NmT3U8_kA-TPppqso_7Rl2n6E6SKwUaZNmdtsOGk80VzCpY8-slR_1pHx92s9hS8WijiDjhEhXNM3z5da0FqCgjREMCUyVwN2V1M2ScW2AmOZQ_KWjDoAbw/s1600/cheappppfreaks2.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 309px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgfnfMkjdEw2k3PfEf_5ya0NmT3U8_kA-TPppqso_7Rl2n6E6SKwUaZNmdtsOGk80VzCpY8-slR_1pHx92s9hS8WijiDjhEhXNM3z5da0FqCgjREMCUyVwN2V1M2ScW2AmOZQ_KWjDoAbw/s400/cheappppfreaks2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481370981704960354" /></a><br /><br />I'm going to this in a couple hours!<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhdPW0WFTLS1NNYWnQ5TBzg_vyYnzVYr8ekVKIbjdcsi6AADzHFJwAOwgPd-MeJxncMzW5sB5Zsj90YpwZyTyQ1jA45S7OOyO1j9a8iWiym3BxQFpPy8m2iSqGPlWWehwWdiXOZqgWgBSA/s1600/uselesseaterscolor.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 312px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhdPW0WFTLS1NNYWnQ5TBzg_vyYnzVYr8ekVKIbjdcsi6AADzHFJwAOwgPd-MeJxncMzW5sB5Zsj90YpwZyTyQ1jA45S7OOyO1j9a8iWiym3BxQFpPy8m2iSqGPlWWehwWdiXOZqgWgBSA/s400/uselesseaterscolor.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481370972980539266" /></a><br /> <br />I wish I coulda made it to this one too!<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj6DUbjU_MCUekNRbc-i-mBEOCQtdr_M0waWFlRC6YMvgrqqzpgs4zIwds-1o7Qxmdv4xgeM3GrWuntQ5We_EkYQsfW0Ff1gHE8FXuJ7NmNyUbtyWuzIA2FnppLklPS1MtnAT7O1l087ZE/s1600/spitsbottlecolor.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 312px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj6DUbjU_MCUekNRbc-i-mBEOCQtdr_M0waWFlRC6YMvgrqqzpgs4zIwds-1o7Qxmdv4xgeM3GrWuntQ5We_EkYQsfW0Ff1gHE8FXuJ7NmNyUbtyWuzIA2FnppLklPS1MtnAT7O1l087ZE/s400/spitsbottlecolor.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481370956959454674" /></a>Petro B Pettsonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14807988205211691379noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4371059112810360706.post-69654307451995493962010-05-19T18:19:00.000-07:002010-05-20T01:57:11.667-07:00Rubber Face Rebels pt 1I wish I had a time machine. I used to see rubber faced mid-century stuffed animals at garage sales all the time when I was a kid for practically nothing...But as a kid, naturally, I didn't want people to think I was a girly man, so I never bought 'em...My loss. Ebay really started taking off right around the same time I stopped giving a shit what people thought of me, and the pool of dirt cheap vintage rubber faces had all but dried up at that point. <br /><br />There were a lot of companies churning out these things in the 50's and 60's, but probably the most popular, and the most collectible seems to be from The Rushton Company, in Atlanta(1917-1983). Rushton also seems to have an above-average level of quality, especially in the hand painted faces. This Graduation owl came from the same antique booth as those <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjvt_ZmrCOrprbPCCrJ1UWrpx-Blx26D2LDZIzZ8zBweXfPqwtVu1g0XzEJl5_70aTYfmzKuw-jB3emF0_Q-ItEW8NiMbllrdT7ZEj43I02yHisob8DQNbutb0q5cf1qJmzThdE7N-8kkM/s1600-h/blooooogggggg+032.jpg">wall plaques</a> Melanie got me for X-mas, with the guy playing guitar, and the girl dancing. It was pretty pricey(not really, compared to what some of 'em go for on Ebay), but I talked it down to a nice price. <br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjL91_-zrF-wfH2UwRJKLNi5p47p3uTarmpwJH_nQRANK-ZJbfESS5X9HepZFciij3zsYDdaT19UrUYHteiPkqixQl2l2SBHocUrm5xK9lCW4T0WhbnAxlon5N_IO_fGJhYEMy4juQ-pJ8/s1600/rubberface+004.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjL91_-zrF-wfH2UwRJKLNi5p47p3uTarmpwJH_nQRANK-ZJbfESS5X9HepZFciij3zsYDdaT19UrUYHteiPkqixQl2l2SBHocUrm5xK9lCW4T0WhbnAxlon5N_IO_fGJhYEMy4juQ-pJ8/s400/rubberface+004.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473158288999155714" /></a><br /><br />This brain damaged wolf is by My Toy. I'm guessing it's from sometime in the Eisenhower administration...when doctors were lobotomizing people left and right to cure mental disorders.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh-XW84VXY_nuiZk7Xrr468JBixQTsfVUHZiCRHf6mRGrnj4TRDU3hh_SClEjl5-54cod7NRJU48xy9_1uFxlXeyJwSm-ViDzvgkUk99ipVEQCaNtKX7XtXCMdUZ96U1hjYr5SFyngEYYs/s1600/rubberface+005.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh-XW84VXY_nuiZk7Xrr468JBixQTsfVUHZiCRHf6mRGrnj4TRDU3hh_SClEjl5-54cod7NRJU48xy9_1uFxlXeyJwSm-ViDzvgkUk99ipVEQCaNtKX7XtXCMdUZ96U1hjYr5SFyngEYYs/s400/rubberface+005.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473158285340185330" /></a><br /><br />Close up!<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiuwFnhm6-OBvm13WjHnz_pWv-ogGhIgYUhXdeUf2EJxQJAco3MCOxhzRd8tFzz9oJdpXTm_xlCDK0ISjuiRe1LNthRG1oi1SmgXH0BTpfgFuvMxeR-aeRLRE3ACixJWG-caCSll8Q6CLA/s1600/rubberface+006.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiuwFnhm6-OBvm13WjHnz_pWv-ogGhIgYUhXdeUf2EJxQJAco3MCOxhzRd8tFzz9oJdpXTm_xlCDK0ISjuiRe1LNthRG1oi1SmgXH0BTpfgFuvMxeR-aeRLRE3ACixJWG-caCSll8Q6CLA/s400/rubberface+006.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473158278862718354" /></a><br /><br />This squirrel(?) was buried in a box of junk at an antique store, and picked up for I think $5, if I remember right. It's from Uneeda Doll Company, Brooklyn(1917-1991). Uneeda was a very prolific manufacturer/importer in the 50s-70s. They were one of the first makers of troll dolls in the early 60s, and also made the creepy "Plumpee" baby rubber squeak toys in the later 60's. Come to think of it, there's a certain creepyness to a lot of Uneeda's products, as well as rubber faces in general.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjpZKKC62Kyp7X4NmXS-ZaK6QsAr0_MSMfWKPNDLD4FtyfI1KZGdMJxVBkf5I9aeRtMEgC5zHtf9F5gsmxWOQlwK3mguvsQ1pqE76UUnp7CVfNsiN9lYXhs4_6E6n6w_B5T7BV3jSlwjlU/s1600/rubberface+007.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjpZKKC62Kyp7X4NmXS-ZaK6QsAr0_MSMfWKPNDLD4FtyfI1KZGdMJxVBkf5I9aeRtMEgC5zHtf9F5gsmxWOQlwK3mguvsQ1pqE76UUnp7CVfNsiN9lYXhs4_6E6n6w_B5T7BV3jSlwjlU/s400/rubberface+007.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473158268667668754" /></a><br /> <br />...The Uneeda squirrel was the inspiration for this painting I did.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi2UTl3ybjNJhuGSzb7FY3DKUYsjB2t9ItKbBy85D8YtDLaPE4N92tq3U5Zdo59W1lK2U3cArPHsduMNTOHeyeBSCRSojrvS7_xrLhpnQUEmwWJMJNuNy0DR8pln7NHHQIz5G6pU7b8pVs/s1600/rubberface+014.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi2UTl3ybjNJhuGSzb7FY3DKUYsjB2t9ItKbBy85D8YtDLaPE4N92tq3U5Zdo59W1lK2U3cArPHsduMNTOHeyeBSCRSojrvS7_xrLhpnQUEmwWJMJNuNy0DR8pln7NHHQIz5G6pU7b8pVs/s400/rubberface+014.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473176119323370258" /></a><br /><br />This duck is another one from My Toy, and was made in 1964, toward the end of the rubber face era. It's got a wind up key in the back, to play a song, but it no longer works, and I have no Idea what song it played. <br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiaMYvtZ5lKQArPoIVcPSDHQzL5Z1hW_S70-pmhT-_PaUjX_DTSf48idvADaOk4kL9ODLzZ2PdyDzbLflhDBLYQpIDjJiJxhNGxEFWsCILK5iqwZh25I5p89dfp_3hRpgGmIYJ115Y5Nxs/s1600/rubberface+008.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiaMYvtZ5lKQArPoIVcPSDHQzL5Z1hW_S70-pmhT-_PaUjX_DTSf48idvADaOk4kL9ODLzZ2PdyDzbLflhDBLYQpIDjJiJxhNGxEFWsCILK5iqwZh25I5p89dfp_3hRpgGmIYJ115Y5Nxs/s400/rubberface+008.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473157928279079074" /></a><br /><br />This skunk is one of my favorites. It's another Rushton...My only other Rushton. I wish the price on these would come down, because they made some REALLY stuff. I saw a wolf they made once that looked just like the old Warner Bros. cartoon wolf...I <span style="font-style:italic;">need</span> one of those! I've used this guy in my art as well. He rules!<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhjNGuE6eHWIgEo1Ce6xmnGkHbOvhLsJVqO4hTLm2w4uVVCwOGqMNT4u-J8ZCNo4X10Nbdm10A6fXMD_qJ4pVrul3MvJTd7w2Y0iKoY5m4hXZSxD52xknqOq_-bKeVHyxcgqregrFT6fvs/s1600/rubberface+009.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhjNGuE6eHWIgEo1Ce6xmnGkHbOvhLsJVqO4hTLm2w4uVVCwOGqMNT4u-J8ZCNo4X10Nbdm10A6fXMD_qJ4pVrul3MvJTd7w2Y0iKoY5m4hXZSxD52xknqOq_-bKeVHyxcgqregrFT6fvs/s400/rubberface+009.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473157927065031682" /></a><br /><br />My neighbor was giving me funny looks while I took these pictures.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjZxUhLy6cDDVejSZ6lckqIoDS2MddKIMaFI6AHVL62LIp_HGWF5hLfHSrPFdgSKgOooeQHZfE5zIsikU4tb06UrHHBqgpo31a4G-IHxi2OKDdp84VMCbm4ABOD7YBLC-OxoGRaX99hwfI/s1600/rubberface+011.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjZxUhLy6cDDVejSZ6lckqIoDS2MddKIMaFI6AHVL62LIp_HGWF5hLfHSrPFdgSKgOooeQHZfE5zIsikU4tb06UrHHBqgpo31a4G-IHxi2OKDdp84VMCbm4ABOD7YBLC-OxoGRaX99hwfI/s400/rubberface+011.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473157917847087826" /></a><br /><br />I got all this nifty stuff in the mail the other day from Amber, of the great <a href="http://ihearteverythingblog.blogspot.com/">'I Heart Everything'</a> blog. amongst all the hand made goodies is a real cool record player card in an envelope made out of used bingo cards, and a bunch of neat stickers...<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEidTlOkokvN94bNapVkrNesauzpmnyWqoIauGHyJXOuPumspkpYFM5WACZxCEZzG2PrSdC42FwOC4u6RkbfXSe-D6JJ5Sc7LhWnMmyPzWlvbq3SOBmY7-7DCaUuvqFtpSyczDcjbjAm74I/s1600/rubberface.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEidTlOkokvN94bNapVkrNesauzpmnyWqoIauGHyJXOuPumspkpYFM5WACZxCEZzG2PrSdC42FwOC4u6RkbfXSe-D6JJ5Sc7LhWnMmyPzWlvbq3SOBmY7-7DCaUuvqFtpSyczDcjbjAm74I/s400/rubberface.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473157908630979170" /></a><br /><br />...and the bottom 2 of these 3 magnets. The Von Dutch flying eyeball magnet was given to me by a local sign maker that made the Sign for the cake shop, after we got in a really long conversation about Ed Roth, Von Dutch, and George Barris...the big three! I've been meaning to send Amber a package in return. It doesn't help that I usually wake up around the time the post office closes for the day...<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi-4DuqT9o8Ta-D4xLc0lYtjpiLBp7aRZDHgR_MalZhoY7zyyIC5iRMs1QOI3zDhlzXeu22xab_BOLyq0nmE__iy6k29A87t0HI7LSzpwMTERk00gBjW3y5zuipY_QrVl8QU7nx8bRLNjI/s1600/rubberface+012.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi-4DuqT9o8Ta-D4xLc0lYtjpiLBp7aRZDHgR_MalZhoY7zyyIC5iRMs1QOI3zDhlzXeu22xab_BOLyq0nmE__iy6k29A87t0HI7LSzpwMTERk00gBjW3y5zuipY_QrVl8QU7nx8bRLNjI/s400/rubberface+012.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473157902619177298" /></a><br /><br />Until next time..Petro B Pettsonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14807988205211691379noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4371059112810360706.post-78682905556153216422010-05-11T11:41:00.000-07:002010-05-11T13:49:48.388-07:00H.O.A. Field Report: The Decline Of The Coldwater Car ShowHey readers...sorry about the big gaps in between posts...I've been stupidly busy as of late, on top of my natural tenancy to procrastinate. And it might be a few more days from starting this post, until I finish it, because I think I might be coming down with some food poisoning. Great. <br /><br />I've never missed a day of it, and as a Kid, it was like Christmas to me...I went to the Coldwater Car Show over the weekend, and it was a total bust. maybe only 100 cars...lowest turnout since they started having it in, I think '86. A lot of people were blaming the weather, and that was definitely a big factor, but so was the shitty management of the whole thing. It used to be run by a committee of local hot rodders...my dad was on it the first few years...but eventually, it was taken over by the Chamber of Commerce and a local bank...and every year they inject some more of their "bright" ideas into what used to be the best thing to happen in this town all year. Now it's just a sad shell.<br /><br />Anyway, I brought my camera, and snapped a few pictures. I have a plea to the traditional hot rodder/rat rodder(God, I hate that term) community. Can you please stop this 20's/30's field car, re-imagined 50's lowrider, bullet-riddled, rust pile stuff?! It was neat the first dozen times I saw it, but now it's just stale and unimaginative(which is quite a feat for a radical custom).<br /><br />I say this because this... <br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi1vS8SiaOG57edY3T5qBHhwWFEg-FIhWFTDJ_NbHETED5LND2a0je_wn16RiZrbaWXBOtj6lPKd5occ3LNtqQpmlstbBJv2pYnDx5qG6eoThZ-yLUosLb2-u-ODHFr2AtFDwN6VkBGvhM/s1600/carshoww+007.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi1vS8SiaOG57edY3T5qBHhwWFEg-FIhWFTDJ_NbHETED5LND2a0je_wn16RiZrbaWXBOtj6lPKd5occ3LNtqQpmlstbBJv2pYnDx5qG6eoThZ-yLUosLb2-u-ODHFr2AtFDwN6VkBGvhM/s400/carshoww+007.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470087330688888770" /></a><br /><br />and this....<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjMrwWuVvshbQ7P9zlhtcSC3qADQen04U428uyhx8wLkxL0KgR97McYYM00WYPKtav1oVD-lrhxnefQxYMNs1WS5AYrvn2aHBrjIBez15OqeSIQyQHy4PW9cvtVO-AKyWXi_z7p2jmaYZE/s1600/carshoww+001.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjMrwWuVvshbQ7P9zlhtcSC3qADQen04U428uyhx8wLkxL0KgR97McYYM00WYPKtav1oVD-lrhxnefQxYMNs1WS5AYrvn2aHBrjIBez15OqeSIQyQHy4PW9cvtVO-AKyWXi_z7p2jmaYZE/s400/carshoww+001.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470087326976001682" /></a><br /><br />...are two different cars, built by two different people, who didn't know each other until this weekend. If you look real hard, you can see my Dodge hiding behind the American flag trash can. <br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhNkB19fXxXWJ0s3b_0pEw4sZPwSBb5mIEU1N0Sa0RyVPPddR56X7dxakg1-1Izpgw73tzm1zfCQPZiwOGuHD5pWaqU4B2olxob5z9OyQuIKy2TobWRBBD4jXo9ZP1o6LBkNOeMYGvMzqA/s1600/carshoww+002.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhNkB19fXxXWJ0s3b_0pEw4sZPwSBb5mIEU1N0Sa0RyVPPddR56X7dxakg1-1Izpgw73tzm1zfCQPZiwOGuHD5pWaqU4B2olxob5z9OyQuIKy2TobWRBBD4jXo9ZP1o6LBkNOeMYGvMzqA/s400/carshoww+002.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470087323785555730" /></a><br /><br />Even though there were only maybe 15 cars in it, the for sale lot still had some decent stuff. This wrecked '64 Triumph caught my eye. How often do you see one of these smashed up like this?<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhHOPAEs9qyb3rTT639eZDy7YXKguDMJKDXcOcYBRB53NkUeFxZynRfY4JOyqwGuqgE8E_3izRnSV54qfU2gA5lY0gmZ4IQI-PwCNkpjQ-_OqYLtUK3qZhLa-jQZSW4IT7WYDUEjqe8miA/s1600/carshoww+004.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhHOPAEs9qyb3rTT639eZDy7YXKguDMJKDXcOcYBRB53NkUeFxZynRfY4JOyqwGuqgE8E_3izRnSV54qfU2gA5lY0gmZ4IQI-PwCNkpjQ-_OqYLtUK3qZhLa-jQZSW4IT7WYDUEjqe8miA/s400/carshoww+004.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470087103556878562" /></a><br /><br />...another angle<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjPcZAPd-GvTdF8Ufueqnay8LPQLRWDgY4-S8yTAEDuRCHdOyCDAb3aqAi3GBELSI-jUL9y4VXp6TIkxrpZMvwgawta3hQgZ_LPi5O_CmadNYRimqKExcPUl-Xhh7gOXZix0nU70I3JE4E/s1600/carshoww+003.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjPcZAPd-GvTdF8Ufueqnay8LPQLRWDgY4-S8yTAEDuRCHdOyCDAb3aqAi3GBELSI-jUL9y4VXp6TIkxrpZMvwgawta3hQgZ_LPi5O_CmadNYRimqKExcPUl-Xhh7gOXZix0nU70I3JE4E/s400/carshoww+003.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470087099004664402" /></a><br /><br />...and again.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj2M4JiSihy8wwP52GxEWNabSfll_DeJQrp3PxGA3I0fwS__iu5RqYwlBEu6dViiXrcF7z34VVAji7bMWbWsX3Ne3RX88VVN7gJyQyJdVnDbBfnPXVaqvaTtvJt-z6yePLDN-7jk5xvoxM/s1600/carshoww+005.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj2M4JiSihy8wwP52GxEWNabSfll_DeJQrp3PxGA3I0fwS__iu5RqYwlBEu6dViiXrcF7z34VVAji7bMWbWsX3Ne3RX88VVN7gJyQyJdVnDbBfnPXVaqvaTtvJt-z6yePLDN-7jk5xvoxM/s400/carshoww+005.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470087096372953730" /></a><br /><br />this '57 Ford pickup would make an excellent Hoarder Of Awesome junk hauler! If only I had a spare 5 Grand. Of course, I'd paint it metal flake lime green, and put Cragar mags on it.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiQy6-TXP80HzyMD_dXvv_eBvLWhvwD9dh3zKYsfJe2fvcRQCyxOPPed8jrR2IO66i4GgkLVsqhlNyIWwBHjVx6cdpKsJIgmTooEh-qKQ6wziF3PNIgUFAgYQrjL8ycmVozRiBGr1BGmy4/s1600/carshoww+006.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiQy6-TXP80HzyMD_dXvv_eBvLWhvwD9dh3zKYsfJe2fvcRQCyxOPPed8jrR2IO66i4GgkLVsqhlNyIWwBHjVx6cdpKsJIgmTooEh-qKQ6wziF3PNIgUFAgYQrjL8ycmVozRiBGr1BGmy4/s400/carshoww+006.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470087053583153330" /></a><br /><br />In one of the vendor barns, out of the wind and rain and cold, I found a booth with a guy selling a bunch of bootleg prints. All sorts of cool stuff...lots of biker flick posters, old dragster photos, Munsters press kit photos, Ed Roth ads, Hot Wheels...all sorts of 60's stuff. I bought this nifty Eve print for $6. I'm not wild about the 'love' flower added to the image, but whatever. The guy also had 5 or 6 crates of quite expensive, and quite fantastic, 60's surf and drag records. In middle of the pile, I found a Phantom Surfers record! I never would've thought I'd find that in Coldwater, over an hour from the nearest record store. The label said it was from the mid 60's, and I had to set the seller straight...and, of course, I bought the record once I talked the price down. How could I not, it had covers of "Eaffin' and Surfin'" from the movie 'Rat Phink A Boo Boo' and a song from 'Bikini Beach', my favorite Frankie and Annette beach flick! I talked to the vendor a while, and gave him a crash course in all things Mike Lucas. He was neat looking...like a Mort Todd drawing of creepy Lurch-type cartoon monster guy.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgBFHg_J_ayQvd9TpU4Vw5NWgdD391NMk51C7uYzU-fgZR9x5jH_D_KgCt7aq09T3FiPSNPa98yFfeq-KJQPjrm9-LkB5ZHzepkUrRA7WMgzu8xq_rtJiZWFc7sLa77-YmlMTryrMrRi0I/s1600/carshoww+012.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgBFHg_J_ayQvd9TpU4Vw5NWgdD391NMk51C7uYzU-fgZR9x5jH_D_KgCt7aq09T3FiPSNPa98yFfeq-KJQPjrm9-LkB5ZHzepkUrRA7WMgzu8xq_rtJiZWFc7sLa77-YmlMTryrMrRi0I/s400/carshoww+012.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470087048588742482" /></a><br /><br />I really dig this Chevy gasser. I like the yellow Plexiglas windows a lot. I'm glad people are starting to bring this style back.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhqDkWQ3jNQLZJnd6pJCw1tRc40UTz_7nyXxUOWSZ49uOAvH0cqLkpIt9ss7Wi6o9ynDOHS4fQr6-A50Ig_8AY0O2Sooai-PDeC2Kk7rWm7tmWKFq-7J1EhO_kqSjutaUbUUrY8HsTS-eg/s1600/carshoww+008.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhqDkWQ3jNQLZJnd6pJCw1tRc40UTz_7nyXxUOWSZ49uOAvH0cqLkpIt9ss7Wi6o9ynDOHS4fQr6-A50Ig_8AY0O2Sooai-PDeC2Kk7rWm7tmWKFq-7J1EhO_kqSjutaUbUUrY8HsTS-eg/s400/carshoww+008.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470086275439148178" /></a><br /><br />This Chevy truck is about as ugly as you can get, but I kinda like it...I don't know why.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh7NBq2GWdravQkOeu1kDwehrKb1SJ6kzzQgRCjK1-mfrPpHmfAH0O2Y2radWPnHSdy1QFTLhQ3juZ8upN64E-ewtrlC6n06kISMR97cGgklQ-dZFZbL67w165QwMpiGxMG6tGcINZohDA/s1600/carshoww+010.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh7NBq2GWdravQkOeu1kDwehrKb1SJ6kzzQgRCjK1-mfrPpHmfAH0O2Y2radWPnHSdy1QFTLhQ3juZ8upN64E-ewtrlC6n06kISMR97cGgklQ-dZFZbL67w165QwMpiGxMG6tGcINZohDA/s400/carshoww+010.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470086270570630354" /></a><br /><br />Here's my baby. Okay, technically it's my dad's baby...but it's the first thing I ever drove when I got my license, and I drive it more than he does. He usually takes his '63 Corvette(he bought it in '68!) to shows, and I drive the Dodge. It's a '52 Coronet. I LOVE this car. This is it's bad side, with the missing trim, but like an idiot, I parked behind a trash can, so I couldn't get a good shot of the other side. It was just starting to rain when I took this picture, and about 10 second later, the sky opened up and started dumping buckets of water. I jumped in the car and shut the door, and the drivers side window fell off it's tracks and into the door! So I had to hurry home, getting soaked, with hopes my print and my record were okay in the back seat, and not getting drenched. What a way to end the worst car show ever.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEisiLPJEVvtsgtDWxXH5wrDrW_GvwFiJnA3TrTdPMsfV90ftvPuJPvs_utP3ZAVu183HGcis7S3iI-1wQt5y1Y-Y_ORAjRdKidVIE6GioIMut_8P__7dCKd2hWYhiapYSBIjjDfI857weM/s1600/carshoww+009.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEisiLPJEVvtsgtDWxXH5wrDrW_GvwFiJnA3TrTdPMsfV90ftvPuJPvs_utP3ZAVu183HGcis7S3iI-1wQt5y1Y-Y_ORAjRdKidVIE6GioIMut_8P__7dCKd2hWYhiapYSBIjjDfI857weM/s400/carshoww+009.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470086266005520898" /></a><br /><br />One of the big reasons I've been neglecting my blog is all the art projects I'm in the middle of. I thought some of you might dig what I've been working on, so here's a couple posters I did over the weekend.<br /><br />I'm DJing at the Nobunny show and I can't wait! My band opened for him last time, but he was really sick, and spent the whole show in his van...he still kicked ass once he hit the stage though. Nobunny is the best!<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh4NIrOZlWfh2Y3MC4N6b7LTX_iTo-p6vNnQWO7qdZXhS_Ni89mUAV5YidPiM9Xst93p8vkhlCg91_TzIom6_AQPPi3-oZYvT_9BkI03remWiNd1HevtxzsNimcRwHN5xnUaUMJA3QOh9s/s1600/27975_394393019790_63276034790_3815795_6986187_n.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 312px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh4NIrOZlWfh2Y3MC4N6b7LTX_iTo-p6vNnQWO7qdZXhS_Ni89mUAV5YidPiM9Xst93p8vkhlCg91_TzIom6_AQPPi3-oZYvT_9BkI03remWiNd1HevtxzsNimcRwHN5xnUaUMJA3QOh9s/s400/27975_394393019790_63276034790_3815795_6986187_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470086263013160722" /></a><br /><br />Keeping with the automotive nature of this post, here's what I came up with for June's Jacuzzi Boys show. I'm glad I FINALLY get to see 'em!<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiLFVXHZQbmY0-T8hK8oVjzwZtzMpvCKOvMwMNpeWdZ9V5AVjwk4wgHU6iH8mvG_zaqs4A0TIR1ISe8X4StpmFApFb5qBBjRIGdVq6MKgiFpseaN8CcXOBX9xh1jEvFy_6229jDwWY7ExI/s1600/brassrailcolor2.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 309px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiLFVXHZQbmY0-T8hK8oVjzwZtzMpvCKOvMwMNpeWdZ9V5AVjwk4wgHU6iH8mvG_zaqs4A0TIR1ISe8X4StpmFApFb5qBBjRIGdVq6MKgiFpseaN8CcXOBX9xh1jEvFy_6229jDwWY7ExI/s400/brassrailcolor2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470086255389832338" /></a><br /><br />Finally, I went to a show Saturday night in Kalamazoo to see a band from Toronto called the Rocket Reducers. I didn't really know what to expect, but I was blown away! If you like rock n roll in a Teengenerate, Devil Dogs sorta way, GO SEE THEM LIVE!!!!!Petro B Pettsonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14807988205211691379noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4371059112810360706.post-40869326461761976822010-04-22T17:39:00.000-07:002010-04-23T00:49:55.345-07:00Amish Paradise...a Hoarder Of Awesome afternoon roadtripShipshewana, Indiana is a strange place. It's a tiny little town near the Michigan/Indiana border. It's a famous tourist destination because of it's dense Amish/Mennonite population. I find it a pretty eerie place. I guess you'll have that with an ultra-religious town populated by nobody but Amish and cranky old Republicans(not to get too political on y'all), full of tourist attractions for the 70-plus crowd, but with a big stinky loud livestock feed mill smack in middle of everything, making the whole town dusty and smell like vaguely like dog chow. If you've ever seen the Documentary "Devil's Playground", it was filmed here and in neighboring LaGrange. Anyway, besides being a strange place to visit, it's also got some top notch antiques. Not the cheapest place to pick up goodies, but since the average antique shopper in the area is 300 years old, it seems that the cooler things are amongst the cheapest...and that, along with their fantastic candy store, keeps me coming back relatively regularly.<br /><br />On the way there, yesterday, I planned on taking pictures of some of the sights, but somehow I missed the junkyard with the VW Beetle wall, and this REALLY cool California style, Eichler-ish atomic ranch house, and we took a different way back, so I didn't get a second chance on the way home...oh well, next time. I did get one cool photo from the car. This Depression-era gas station-turned tire shop still has the original porcelain Mobil oil Pegasus sign. I can't believe nobody's stolen it/offered so much money they caved and sold it. It's one of those things that I really want, that I'll never afford...like one of those huge fiberglass Big Boy mascots. <br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjTnZYrd8ab027043VLMHLu63ob-QNjIuldkmrDG8ZG3TIJwWj4Gwcj7M1POH6ToHgw1FEhhVwr_6C8nupq4sozZnLgfhwPeqztGcwT3_IFM3PqmTs7JSwyCexJ7G6nu1PUIIg4wjfsH-4/s1600/blooooogggggg+016.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjTnZYrd8ab027043VLMHLu63ob-QNjIuldkmrDG8ZG3TIJwWj4Gwcj7M1POH6ToHgw1FEhhVwr_6C8nupq4sozZnLgfhwPeqztGcwT3_IFM3PqmTs7JSwyCexJ7G6nu1PUIIg4wjfsH-4/s400/blooooogggggg+016.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463129311385358402" /></a><br /><br />We were in a hurry on the way to Shipshewana, since everything closes at like 5pm(thanks a lot, old people), and I generally wake up at 2...and it's almost an hour drive. Not a big window for antiquing. We were in such a hurry, we flew past this big old ex-auto repair shop-turned storage building with a bunch of knick knacks in the window, and a garage sale sign, between LaGrange and Shipshewana. About a mile down the road we decided we'd better turn around and check it out. Good thing! The place was PACKED with old junk. We bought a ton of stuff, and everything was $1 a piece. I think it's because the old guy there liked us. He joked around with us for a while and even showed me the 1953 Studebaker hot rod he was building in the back. We left with armloads of nifty stuff...some of which I'm saving for later posts. One cool thing I got(actually, these were 50 cents for all of 'em, not $1), were these business cards from the Merry Mouse Stage Bar in Cleveland, Ohio. I looked up the addresses on the card on Google maps, and it looks like both buildings are long gone. I wonder if that's <span style="font-style:italic;">thee</span> Cliff Edwards, the vaudevillian jazz singer, who voiced Jimminy Cricket. since he was on the club circuit in the 40's and 50's, I have reason to believe it is.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEia9B_1EXUkGio4JoQ-K7kE6p0qou6eZ6tqm0RtwtbsC53LbM_Y0IIWQqB4YdLgChEeaC0fEiMfiDrwSuBCTxXypL2IK4slcl5HKc2sQIe76PPNvZ5t9n4lhtXxVROzl8zyFkEuxmxYoCE/s1600/Scan10102.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 326px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEia9B_1EXUkGio4JoQ-K7kE6p0qou6eZ6tqm0RtwtbsC53LbM_Y0IIWQqB4YdLgChEeaC0fEiMfiDrwSuBCTxXypL2IK4slcl5HKc2sQIe76PPNvZ5t9n4lhtXxVROzl8zyFkEuxmxYoCE/s400/Scan10102.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463129304272532866" /></a><br /><br />I looked around a little on the internet for formation on the Merry Mouse, and this is all I found...an ad from the Cleveland Press, 1948. One thing is for certain, and that is the swankiness of the club.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiPH-TECbxt7P0akbH0Tizad0oU2O8w0GhJBIAK5K5AJgE3IUxhio0zvo5ES1-UBO-EVzb_Ij8oDL-n0PQeVaSIKkRULD4DGy8ocjhdjjVXZuZYscU9vBWdxzB_IZhPC2_YKctZt_mh5nI/s1600/498347918_0879a55c80_o.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 208px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiPH-TECbxt7P0akbH0Tizad0oU2O8w0GhJBIAK5K5AJgE3IUxhio0zvo5ES1-UBO-EVzb_Ij8oDL-n0PQeVaSIKkRULD4DGy8ocjhdjjVXZuZYscU9vBWdxzB_IZhPC2_YKctZt_mh5nI/s400/498347918_0879a55c80_o.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463129290749223746" /></a><br /><br />This patch was in the same box with the cards...I think I got this one for free. I don't have much else to say about it, other than it's neat.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiJIbZcm-ebf4BUY7hH_Ogsd6AJg7RggRiujpdp57tPOSwisbloMwi79w53v4qlJmvXf5z0dHzkCVRR592xVwY-6bo27YeuVig49KDeFEhuCx6NyE22FWgojXZmEzh-HNm7k-MDjP0Z47o/s1600/Scan10103.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 361px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiJIbZcm-ebf4BUY7hH_Ogsd6AJg7RggRiujpdp57tPOSwisbloMwi79w53v4qlJmvXf5z0dHzkCVRR592xVwY-6bo27YeuVig49KDeFEhuCx6NyE22FWgojXZmEzh-HNm7k-MDjP0Z47o/s400/Scan10103.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463128203579704898" /></a><br /><br />This strange donkey ash tray is one of my favorite finds in the barn. readers of the ever phenomenal Gonked, Glooked, and Slurped blog are probably familiar with the worry bird cousin of this guy...<br /><br />seen <a href=" https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjVg3osmWxmCgMc_A04OxjBVioJTzirgHlpBSNfhWWLT8W2w0psvSd8Jfu1j6C4SGvQW0nbltv_bas4JpKgwb4YehGokWXh1AjRUZM8F2tftIqP6s_eVNkvLfszkiANj7Uax_X7LZxsOBRd/s1600-h/worrybird_ashtray.jpg ">here</a>.<br /><br />...no doubt from the same manufacturer(T.C. USA?). This guy seems to be WAY more enthusiastic about receiving a hot load of ash in his ass, than the bird does.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgLcnDCm9bvOizsUdJT2kQETXeJUMHpLn9jbFaZnrLG7CUA7aMhim0N4IPRpqV-kKG-TTNBTRIuVkMBK7RwealzUH1hMxvsF5yvWx868s7nzkpg3tU5Xd-Izdgk7VlotJV1JamYNhOU5qc/s1600/blooooogggggg+025+(5).jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgLcnDCm9bvOizsUdJT2kQETXeJUMHpLn9jbFaZnrLG7CUA7aMhim0N4IPRpqV-kKG-TTNBTRIuVkMBK7RwealzUH1hMxvsF5yvWx868s7nzkpg3tU5Xd-Izdgk7VlotJV1JamYNhOU5qc/s400/blooooogggggg+025+(5).jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463128196388401058" /></a><br /><br />Here's the other side. It reminds me a little of Jack Davis' Marx "Nutty Mads" figurines from the 60's. <br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgnIRnJ5vr4K4n7mV1PrfZM0tvtD_dERRTK33iE8Qz-vuCVeOM7gjYSeaEWsI7EWM5GeiUNnjM1QLo6CtAGUfnkW9fbQ7xBNrwvCPSo_K484RrHt4cpmUwgljw3N-lqreXXyuM3JhtWl2o/s1600/blooooogggggg+025.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgnIRnJ5vr4K4n7mV1PrfZM0tvtD_dERRTK33iE8Qz-vuCVeOM7gjYSeaEWsI7EWM5GeiUNnjM1QLo6CtAGUfnkW9fbQ7xBNrwvCPSo_K484RrHt4cpmUwgljw3N-lqreXXyuM3JhtWl2o/s400/blooooogggggg+025.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463128186769808002" /></a><br /><br />This plastic-painted-to-look-like-wood poodle is from Hong Kong. I don't know who the manufacturer is, because that part of the tag is damaged, but I don't think that would help. Looking on Ebay, I found a few of these, and they all seem to say different things on the bottom. At least 3 different companies were importing these from Hong Kong in, I'm guessing, the early 60's, all with their own tags. I have a matching dinosaur one, and they made a squirrel too...probably other animals as well.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhzPtHkxEPQU-wrCMSpZux8qKuTI2BUOkLFRoQWrlUXhKTKMsuGOQZQ6IRnxgY2ApFP65Hm8IqMnpZ_TASK3pLsj6SnX7KXHi38Gk7u3SvY8y90A6egFNFeQxy3Y2ZRMPms8o5aSSilZJs/s1600/blooooogggggg+025+(2).jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhzPtHkxEPQU-wrCMSpZux8qKuTI2BUOkLFRoQWrlUXhKTKMsuGOQZQ6IRnxgY2ApFP65Hm8IqMnpZ_TASK3pLsj6SnX7KXHi38Gk7u3SvY8y90A6egFNFeQxy3Y2ZRMPms8o5aSSilZJs/s400/blooooogggggg+025+(2).jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463128185042113618" /></a><br /><br />We made it to Shipshewana with time to spare, but we were pretty spent from playing "American Pickers" in that barn, so we ended up not buying anything at the antique mall. We did, however, get enough candy at the candy shoppe to give us both diabetes 7 times over.<br /><br />We headed home taking an alternate route, so I could hit the usually fantastic Goodwill in Sturgis, MI. Glad I did, because I scored these fantastic trashy shellacked wood Elvis masterpieces! I also got a really clean 7" of Shaun Cassidy's "That's Rock 'n' Roll"...Ha!<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjurHVnXA9a6ZF1iheIct6Osuwp9DaDE-jQSHo0eVDJ9OSDOa6v0LIAl5DzioI_zJSiMqOZ1Bulfhgxu03w683FcCuHGwvpW2vIQBZFqUzaMgBVsbqMtaIdEilkfqWRPERoudSyM8LHWsQ/s1600/blooooogggggg+017.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjurHVnXA9a6ZF1iheIct6Osuwp9DaDE-jQSHo0eVDJ9OSDOa6v0LIAl5DzioI_zJSiMqOZ1Bulfhgxu03w683FcCuHGwvpW2vIQBZFqUzaMgBVsbqMtaIdEilkfqWRPERoudSyM8LHWsQ/s400/blooooogggggg+017.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463128173597444466" /></a><br /><br />On the way home, we drove past this old folks home that always has 5 or 6 people sitting outside in Eames arm shell chairs. I always hope they'll be on the side of the road with a 'free' sign. The chairs, not the old people.Petro B Pettsonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14807988205211691379noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4371059112810360706.post-10604081315032597892010-04-17T00:30:00.000-07:002010-04-17T00:58:58.938-07:00A Quick One, While He's AwayWell, shit. My computer is dead. This sucks for a plethora of reasons...a minor one being a total lack of spell check(which, for me,is a necessity)...but I didn't wanna leave you guys hangin' indefinitely, so really quick...<br /><br />Melanie's birthday was last week. I made her this atomic expressionist googie painting. Se dug it. It's supposed to be the scene inside a 50's night club, but super abstract....did I mention that I'm super drunk right now, and typing on a strange keyboard? I think these factors should be laid out before I go on....<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhIdzzJQo31MV4i7n4WP9zE9H5zPYiZ1Z8SqEnaPsb2gbps_mbwz7AhKGLumYxJWn9Rp10ipOlMRLIgtTCgBSMrQnEDLtvo-GRN-pRWYjrStezSw8zIXA3T9hLgkxl-TbZBZNoUz_bVNQY/s1600/bloggggg+018.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhIdzzJQo31MV4i7n4WP9zE9H5zPYiZ1Z8SqEnaPsb2gbps_mbwz7AhKGLumYxJWn9Rp10ipOlMRLIgtTCgBSMrQnEDLtvo-GRN-pRWYjrStezSw8zIXA3T9hLgkxl-TbZBZNoUz_bVNQY/s400/bloggggg+018.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461006208541739362" /></a><br /><br />This is a neat chalkware piece from Miller Studio Inc. circa 1970. I have several Miller pieces,but I'm not in the right frame of mind to delve any deeper at the moment. Anyway, I found this at a local antique store, and I spent a fair amount of time fixing it up, and cutting down a note pad to replace the old one......I think it's really neat. Blah...that's it. I saw Useless Children(aus) and Fascist Beauties(Chi) tonight in Kalamazoo..hence the drunkeness...both bands were REALLY Killer, and you should check 'em out if they come to your area.<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgvT_hyphenhyphen_nXQPe_k4aW3tZZmXaIrPOM7kz0WXlGyEKzN0n5zgyIA1v30zIQaRZK-9eubfhyhFqg6xzLCTRMOyslVoO9Y4dgYEmnLRRpZNb58F4G1vTlltaclapMNlYf1O4GBJ45qid4YMLo/s1600/bloggggg+020.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgvT_hyphenhyphen_nXQPe_k4aW3tZZmXaIrPOM7kz0WXlGyEKzN0n5zgyIA1v30zIQaRZK-9eubfhyhFqg6xzLCTRMOyslVoO9Y4dgYEmnLRRpZNb58F4G1vTlltaclapMNlYf1O4GBJ45qid4YMLo/s400/bloggggg+020.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461006202743099890" /></a>Petro B Pettsonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14807988205211691379noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4371059112810360706.post-16016124376065401092010-04-03T00:43:00.000-07:002010-04-03T13:38:30.512-07:00Raiding Dad's Stash pt Deux: Sniffin' GlueWell, hell. I took a bunch of pictures of model cars my dad and my uncles built back in the late 50s and 60s, and my crap camera won't let me take pictures close enough to see detail. Everything looks fuzzy. I'll have to ask one of my photographer friends to help me I guess...so models have joined my Hot Wheels collection on the back burner for now. Thankfully, I have a scanner, so here's some neat model car box art, mostly from 1960-62. I have some of the accompanying cars, other boxes are empty or fulla parts. I found these in a leaky barn after my grandma died, and I'm really surprised they survived in such an environment as long as they did.<br /><br />This first box is for the '36 ford 3n1 kit. This is the side of the box, because the front just shows the boring stock version. I have 2 of these boxes, and one and a half of the models. Both models were built as a hybrid of the 2 styles shown here, and both were painted blue. I assume one belonged to my dad, and the other to my uncle Christopher. Oh yeah, as always, you can click the picture for a better look.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgeCyLTaGqYK8tyl4gCnW54MAgkHQQbOkJ6bTaX7t1InaxKlgIl0Y60guS6qEs1Yj1jzDvMsqfNlsA8v22F9Jx8FNEgmLd1ZIiU9fvGYfP6v5ohJrRc03-2JdipXeyo0-ygQdEgNIWogj4/s1600/Scan10081.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 166px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgeCyLTaGqYK8tyl4gCnW54MAgkHQQbOkJ6bTaX7t1InaxKlgIl0Y60guS6qEs1Yj1jzDvMsqfNlsA8v22F9Jx8FNEgmLd1ZIiU9fvGYfP6v5ohJrRc03-2JdipXeyo0-ygQdEgNIWogj4/s400/Scan10081.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455816561089890354" /></a><br /><br />This is the 40 Ford. The box is in great shape, and the graphics are killer. I have at least 5 of these in different stages of decay, but only one box. When my grandma died, there was model car stuff scattered EVERYWHERE(she had 4 sons that ALL built models!). Nothing was in order. I've spent time here and there over the years trying to sort what I have, but that's literally hundreds of thousands of mismatched parts. I'd like to restore some of these some day. Luckily, a lot of these got reissued over time, so restoring some, like the 40 Fords, wouldn't be to hard. Unluckily, the prices on new model cars are OUTRAGEOUS!<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgUKmvTLEhTLaDw4CRfBoNThyphenhyphenKHaDfSl2KK1TSs_qo4_c7UPYw59wVL9varjnMK9b1sgsfhJ1F_ec77ylVorkMbTLkhIDLaktsMYMEpS_le3Xzg1D4osu02vyn61SRgKude6rhtFfezhrM/s1600/Scan10082.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 197px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgUKmvTLEhTLaDw4CRfBoNThyphenhyphenKHaDfSl2KK1TSs_qo4_c7UPYw59wVL9varjnMK9b1sgsfhJ1F_ec77ylVorkMbTLkhIDLaktsMYMEpS_le3Xzg1D4osu02vyn61SRgKude6rhtFfezhrM/s400/Scan10082.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455816557649256242" /></a><br /><br />Here's a detail from the side, showing the totally bitchin' racing version. <br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEidLW1ZACrF2PoA8dfyHLCAt7mRv0IzX88wq3YhyXATKWbfJsrQZAKg-JH1HGRmQPLzfF3s2LbG8OMsPSZ_bAVBap2grPAToae1fivR1iD2fg6NYhgckwe6K6PCUoaLEfFWzh7AaOe7axU/s1600/Scan10084.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 255px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEidLW1ZACrF2PoA8dfyHLCAt7mRv0IzX88wq3YhyXATKWbfJsrQZAKg-JH1HGRmQPLzfF3s2LbG8OMsPSZ_bAVBap2grPAToae1fivR1iD2fg6NYhgckwe6K6PCUoaLEfFWzh7AaOe7axU/s400/Scan10084.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455816193344861122" /></a><br /><br />The hot rod option on this 32 Ford Roadster is really killer...<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEimqY4qkOG1lhTkClCNV59eJbk2WQNUKGdT1hcnHGJ0LIKc-L5HIaJYSUyBuJAAPeHH9lQh9gzZfy4vlYqQtdkz9uMl5G7_HbtEJ2hesS1x0V9HpXl7sY8RrmN0I5HV0o9AVGMG4nw_1Yg/s1600/Scan10086.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 197px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEimqY4qkOG1lhTkClCNV59eJbk2WQNUKGdT1hcnHGJ0LIKc-L5HIaJYSUyBuJAAPeHH9lQh9gzZfy4vlYqQtdkz9uMl5G7_HbtEJ2hesS1x0V9HpXl7sY8RrmN0I5HV0o9AVGMG4nw_1Yg/s400/Scan10086.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455816181701776258" /></a><br /><br />...as is the racing version. I wish I had enough spare parts for this one. I only have a smashed to hell body, the windshield and one stock rear fender. Bummer.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh8qZmzNyZixTDrY-LCQdypXGIEHyihW7aO8AlIsof9ZLqiGLaHzsazvKQl5WIV7s-RbFmX6dFuaAAOv8rtH1rOPcGPR-RsBQ-NsPycbG9NVbQD9S5UymqKeveRCZiyouAW-y7PeSHJdXg/s1600/Scan10091.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 194px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh8qZmzNyZixTDrY-LCQdypXGIEHyihW7aO8AlIsof9ZLqiGLaHzsazvKQl5WIV7s-RbFmX6dFuaAAOv8rtH1rOPcGPR-RsBQ-NsPycbG9NVbQD9S5UymqKeveRCZiyouAW-y7PeSHJdXg/s400/Scan10091.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455816173719764994" /></a><br /><br />I love how the hot rod version to almost every kit back then was just flame decals and moon discs. This kit is from the transitional period when competitors AMT(aluminum model toys) and SMP(scale model products...inventors of the 3 in 1 kit) were merging into one company. I have the body of this, and a 59 El Camino reissue, which I'm considering merging into one, one of these days.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgHXJNSaSxjNbE8-gR_ql0PusCgu1iFv6tYs6ojqUXLi0b3X_Oe1A2aaRM4vili99-eA-M4vbrvMxsKU-hpO4JJZFuo_qDR_8WtcO-DO_iyYTNxJmXbq_5CSfdd58c3FVf-Sj27-VVjaV0/s1600/Scan10092.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 210px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgHXJNSaSxjNbE8-gR_ql0PusCgu1iFv6tYs6ojqUXLi0b3X_Oe1A2aaRM4vili99-eA-M4vbrvMxsKU-hpO4JJZFuo_qDR_8WtcO-DO_iyYTNxJmXbq_5CSfdd58c3FVf-Sj27-VVjaV0/s400/Scan10092.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455816162615740482" /></a><br /><br />I've got a lot of parts to this kit. So many, that I was starting a rebuild, but while doing a research, I found out that this version of this kit just got re-issued a couple weeks ago, so I'll probably just buy a new one when car show season starts in May. <br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjpnZfhLUFT55FqiqESl33Df6gBCzVeNL2b_Y4jxwJogHMAk261Whi6bQ30FGigxop-gXjUNY4TZt5gNloCCrRDyuudgjvE8pbh2NFKbKQLVh0C2FLfa6LXplIX4-6I6W7rVKmeF73NBG0/s1600/Scan10093.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 260px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjpnZfhLUFT55FqiqESl33Df6gBCzVeNL2b_Y4jxwJogHMAk261Whi6bQ30FGigxop-gXjUNY4TZt5gNloCCrRDyuudgjvE8pbh2NFKbKQLVh0C2FLfa6LXplIX4-6I6W7rVKmeF73NBG0/s400/Scan10093.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455816155013081298" /></a><br /><br />Here's the side detail, showing some of the many possible combinations you can build with the available parts. <br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj43X79lZsFk_baHtdrypUFKS-eB_Ma8fcN6eOU54hRg1F37qE0hzQgrd65wNSD4VTaVoJvlzQiUm3Y6H5DlniIIZ6LK3zOIO1xkt6cbelPJhtUkVpsigxkIAYw98U1ru_ZhoWCTP0PWx4/s1600/Scan10094.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 162px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj43X79lZsFk_baHtdrypUFKS-eB_Ma8fcN6eOU54hRg1F37qE0hzQgrd65wNSD4VTaVoJvlzQiUm3Y6H5DlniIIZ6LK3zOIO1xkt6cbelPJhtUkVpsigxkIAYw98U1ru_ZhoWCTP0PWx4/s400/Scan10094.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455815288045987938" /></a><br /><br />Well...there ya go. Not too informative, and I'm sure to my non-car crazed readers, probably rather dull...but I think it's cool, and I've got lots more to post in the future, including some models I've personally built, but I think I'm gonna take a break from car stuff on here for a little while. At least until the Coldwater car show. I dunno what to post next. My house is getting some major work done, so a lot of stuff is packed away for a while. There's a noticeable layer of dust on everything. I'm sure it's safe to breath this all in. Hmmm.....Petro B Pettsonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14807988205211691379noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4371059112810360706.post-41467145742185026612010-03-17T00:02:00.000-07:002010-03-18T03:08:41.601-07:00Raiding Dad's StashUgggghhh...I wanted to have a nice big post for y'all, but honestly, I'm currently knocked on my ass with one of the worst mega-colds I've ever had. I went through 3 rolls of toilet paper blowing my nose today, and there's no sign of letting up. I've got each nostril plugged with toilet paper as I type this. Charming. Blaggghhh, I hope I can make it to the Andre Williams book reading and show in Detroit on Saturday! Anyway, needless to say, this update has less research, a little less rambling, but my head hurts so bad I couldn't even work on artwork I NEED to get done, today, so fuck it. <br /><br />In today's post, I bring you some old "Rodding and Re-styling" magazines. These all belonged to my dad when he was a teenager in the early 60s(he turns 65 this week). When he went into the army in '63, they became my uncle Christopher's. When Christopher got killed in Vietnam in '68, they got stored and forgotten about in a closet at my grandmas house(talk about hoarding awesomeness...I still cringe when I think of the things that got shoveled into a dumpster by my folks when she died!). These were unearthed when my grandma died, and given to me. I still love flipping through these things as much as I did when I was 11. There's probably 50 in all. Here's a few favorites... <br /><br /><br />This killer '34 Ford roadster was built by owner Don Vargo, and the famous Alexander Brothers of Detroit. The Alexander Bros. also built the '32 Ford on the cover of the Beach Boys "Little Deuce Coupe" LP.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQQVFjnK-sbzMrzmBfuwKVlG4Y5dhhoZ6oyDoe50mLeKNyxLAB7M9wUG_PWId1bbS9qPbg3dzd4ot4FAfhqe-JfTyVEzjFqSasp67uBe8ZraFcCCiO8ZxiasIAumKWeyNlIRWEeDh-0UQ/s1600-h/Scan10034.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 269px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQQVFjnK-sbzMrzmBfuwKVlG4Y5dhhoZ6oyDoe50mLeKNyxLAB7M9wUG_PWId1bbS9qPbg3dzd4ot4FAfhqe-JfTyVEzjFqSasp67uBe8ZraFcCCiO8ZxiasIAumKWeyNlIRWEeDh-0UQ/s400/Scan10034.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449498367310452578" /></a><br /><br />This is the most famous car in the bunch...Ed Roth's Beatnik Bandit. Maybe the coolest show car in history. The Beatnik Bandit survives to this day...you can see it at the National Automobile Museum in Reno, Nevada. Look out for more on Ed Roth, and the underground monster hot rod culture he created, in future updates.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhjZT-C8x0aaHDnMSGXX3uaO0T8YEHAQRYS34wWJG_K0F1iWdtlxt3goLXlkgzJNhjkapzYOnJDNHIBZWGVVBZrphhODTMFPOJRQZdQ3rPYB3a_zB8jkNTRrvTvnNsjcKOARuFe21Jg8IM/s1600-h/Scan10041.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 274px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhjZT-C8x0aaHDnMSGXX3uaO0T8YEHAQRYS34wWJG_K0F1iWdtlxt3goLXlkgzJNhjkapzYOnJDNHIBZWGVVBZrphhODTMFPOJRQZdQ3rPYB3a_zB8jkNTRrvTvnNsjcKOARuFe21Jg8IM/s400/Scan10041.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449497446606464242" /></a><br /><br />This '56 Oldsmobile was, according to the article, built by a 21 year old for $3500...That wouldn't cover the upholstery today. <br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg9XQmyE4ZQJLX5x-K4k9jF13B_RS-du-BRUeSllgn8i05hID-RPDTo3yS5HbBs_X8dDLzfIbUWkxk0t07qUObIq-p0SDrazu_mvocu13pNXEgkTYRKxzRsLfr9s6VnCrz4VmTzAqdvvDc/s1600-h/Scan10054.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 271px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg9XQmyE4ZQJLX5x-K4k9jF13B_RS-du-BRUeSllgn8i05hID-RPDTo3yS5HbBs_X8dDLzfIbUWkxk0t07qUObIq-p0SDrazu_mvocu13pNXEgkTYRKxzRsLfr9s6VnCrz4VmTzAqdvvDc/s400/Scan10054.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449497439446117698" /></a><br /><br />That red Henry J is UUUUGGGGLLLLLYYYYY! But it was built for only $200!<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjQGIUdvhduH4VW38xUUK_5PCQ0NvYWMRHSvsdyrbq3cm4lC_q6v2pz5sx0JelUD-t0BIJML8tfTcEmLZkNqXJc6ZrX7-Jc-MGHg54StwLGPqDaqsxCwXQfIvLdEs91tk5GsHD2VBdFFDI/s1600-h/Scan10058.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 272px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjQGIUdvhduH4VW38xUUK_5PCQ0NvYWMRHSvsdyrbq3cm4lC_q6v2pz5sx0JelUD-t0BIJML8tfTcEmLZkNqXJc6ZrX7-Jc-MGHg54StwLGPqDaqsxCwXQfIvLdEs91tk5GsHD2VBdFFDI/s400/Scan10058.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449497428802558658" /></a><br /><br />...I have no idea why this totally bad ass '34 Ford truck wasn't on the cover instead.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjPJ0SoTfi8rq8EypF9UpJpJjpyKM1zVvI9Xp1HZVLuuoHC-TEa1Xqxw0NBwwf2JVNFhTcGCKGAElRjqXYBouQLEDNfyCI8P-qYx5viVtvEJOTjawLHDrkvOY6BIinlnK9DKhtQhSvjqOc/s1600-h/Scan10059.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 270px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjPJ0SoTfi8rq8EypF9UpJpJjpyKM1zVvI9Xp1HZVLuuoHC-TEa1Xqxw0NBwwf2JVNFhTcGCKGAElRjqXYBouQLEDNfyCI8P-qYx5viVtvEJOTjawLHDrkvOY6BIinlnK9DKhtQhSvjqOc/s400/Scan10059.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449497418797335954" /></a><br /><br />I had a blown up version of this cover on my bedroom wall when I was a kid.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgw1k1VXDZiw1xW03PaHyvKFaxMNSZnzj01a-u6PNEoCbjGaT_IHQ0inZrii4N41ojCf7rPlJLiLt-hwKHY-cGQSve27yfayNPZirgYYrcQMRxGR9sO1bE83Ltu4-EEJ_8iKIGVXSVcANw/s1600-h/Scan10052.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 269px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgw1k1VXDZiw1xW03PaHyvKFaxMNSZnzj01a-u6PNEoCbjGaT_IHQ0inZrii4N41ojCf7rPlJLiLt-hwKHY-cGQSve27yfayNPZirgYYrcQMRxGR9sO1bE83Ltu4-EEJ_8iKIGVXSVcANw/s400/Scan10052.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449497411411747010" /></a><br /><br />This <span style="font-style:italic;">was</span> a '56 Corvette. I kinda like it...but I think given the choice, I might take a stock '56 Corvette instead.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhU_8L_wvZAUbAtfOlE52z5Q601TU_nCtXG1iA1dRnm9yLK199a0edLazXK0I6pZKdkyNpo7FyvZlx8Ko6Iwh2rPoKx41YhuXZ7ajo7TkGIQ2m-0YOsQppl6Y5TbpCFgkD2IH00K_Xcmu0/s1600-h/Scan10053.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 272px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhU_8L_wvZAUbAtfOlE52z5Q601TU_nCtXG1iA1dRnm9yLK199a0edLazXK0I6pZKdkyNpo7FyvZlx8Ko6Iwh2rPoKx41YhuXZ7ajo7TkGIQ2m-0YOsQppl6Y5TbpCFgkD2IH00K_Xcmu0/s400/Scan10053.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449495904887506258" /></a><br /><br />Those Harley fenders look as strange on this '32 Ford Coupe as the googie print upholstered wheel cover does on the '32 Ford roadster.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEinBO__x3KUfk8V9WClWubl_0hLj7CqIVrOONBemaDnPGCm-7kgk8LBp2gLYuMyJUE_MQM0fuyrwy3Bfw7h-bt1fEjh4lrwFsXBFlNFycVf0m1ikM_a7azsxWU3kN1kcsAAkC5zwH9FLtc/s1600-h/Scan10045.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 277px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEinBO__x3KUfk8V9WClWubl_0hLj7CqIVrOONBemaDnPGCm-7kgk8LBp2gLYuMyJUE_MQM0fuyrwy3Bfw7h-bt1fEjh4lrwFsXBFlNFycVf0m1ikM_a7azsxWU3kN1kcsAAkC5zwH9FLtc/s400/Scan10045.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449495893983050674" /></a><br /><br />Speaking of being sick, this '39 Bantam dragster is pretty SICK!.... <br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgvgr2krgfXAG6IwnBKucJK3sCkFf6Bz7uFqVr8fhACbisZZzrX82G-LGtqSXfWYmATheBEoQStzIY8zN62WUsINx6FixzUMuEcA7Fw5X6e8lqaI1zQchyphenhyphenNl46rQtfyFwJ9rYji8mQcTto/s1600-h/Scan10055.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 270px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgvgr2krgfXAG6IwnBKucJK3sCkFf6Bz7uFqVr8fhACbisZZzrX82G-LGtqSXfWYmATheBEoQStzIY8zN62WUsINx6FixzUMuEcA7Fw5X6e8lqaI1zQchyphenhyphenNl46rQtfyFwJ9rYji8mQcTto/s400/Scan10055.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449495883013774850" /></a><br /><br />...But not as sick as this hemi-powered Ford!(and neither is as sick as how I feel!)<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhtyncCd7lGI37Prr6s4bm5_Y_LVCv9_aRlYOrDSGdAmhXdWasc7yY06zneV8_8B9wMLizB78CN8VQC03fsLDNBsihujJIR4moDANcJ7J-d2lwVJYhQmloLBataKN0TG0yrIBVRrRXBG2k/s1600-h/Scan10056.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 274px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhtyncCd7lGI37Prr6s4bm5_Y_LVCv9_aRlYOrDSGdAmhXdWasc7yY06zneV8_8B9wMLizB78CN8VQC03fsLDNBsihujJIR4moDANcJ7J-d2lwVJYhQmloLBataKN0TG0yrIBVRrRXBG2k/s400/Scan10056.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449495877296174754" /></a><br /><br />Here's more...To cool!<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgqv_okFuKIkLMK41dtPJPWOrVho7B4yAmBImpNWkFEaQQx8Gpsk0eRMrFYEOuAJb_t8DYOn_PMeUddCi7K4k10D8tdjMgyf56Z5qQqhaf7_yycS7UlsD7jlY5wLhv9aXW1A6J7EldREPg/s1600-h/Scan10057.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 305px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgqv_okFuKIkLMK41dtPJPWOrVho7B4yAmBImpNWkFEaQQx8Gpsk0eRMrFYEOuAJb_t8DYOn_PMeUddCi7K4k10D8tdjMgyf56Z5qQqhaf7_yycS7UlsD7jlY5wLhv9aXW1A6J7EldREPg/s400/Scan10057.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449495864797728962" /></a><br /><br />I'll post more car magazines, both more from my dad's 60's stash, and some I've bought over the years, in the future. But now it's time for some cold medicine and bed.Petro B Pettsonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14807988205211691379noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4371059112810360706.post-38670003174727865012010-03-08T18:35:00.000-08:002010-03-18T03:12:09.328-07:00Pulp Friction; a quick peek in my big box-o-steamy, sleazy smutty paperbacksA few years ago, I was walking downtown to the Remember the Alamo antique car cruse, here in Coldwater. "The Alamo" was a drive-in restaurant here in the 50s and 60s where all the hot rodders used to hang out. the building is still there, but it's a butcher shop last I knew. Anyway, every year the city puts up orange cones for about a mile stretch of the main drag, and reserves one lane each way for old cars to cruise.<br /><br />Anyway, I was walking down there, and I came across a garage sale. There were a lot of cool vintage dresses and stuff, so I headed back home and called Melanie so she could snatch 'em up. I head back and meet up with Melanie, and start digging. She finds TONS of stuff, but I'm not finding anything too great for me, and think about heading back downtown, when I literally trip over a box. I open it up, and it's FILLED with old trashy sex novels...probably 100 in all. They varied in condition from nearly pristine and seemingly unread, to falling apart and taped together...the majority being in pretty decent shape, for 50 year old books. I didn't see a price, and I only had about $10 on me, so I started picking out a few of the coolest looking ones. They were all too cool, and I couldn't make up my mind, so I hoped for the best, and asked the lady running the thing how much it would cost for the whole box. 10 cents. Sold!<br /><br />Since then, I've added considerably to my collection, but the books from that box are still the best. Most of them are from Saber, Fabian, and Vega...3 imprints started by sleaze publisher and failed writer, Sanford Aday of Fresno, California. Most of the books are from between 1957 and the mid 60's. I've read a few of 'em, and they are so cheesy, the pages may as well be Kraft singles. Sanford Aday had a reputation for publishing books with taboo subjects, such as homosexuality(still very illegal most places at the time), incest, interracial relationships(also illegal in many places at the time), and violence...needless to say, he was a constant target for obscenity charges...and he ended up doing time in the pen. <br /><br />This first one, "The Mirrored Orgy", is from 1965. Several of the books say "Saber TROPIC Books", which I assume is a reference to the 1964 Supreme Court overruling of Obscenity charges against Henry Miller's "Tropic Of Cancer".<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEilL2YuiZYLVzdeeb2ugo03ibk25BplhzG62fL_zriT4KIm7qNt-QDF9FTvH6JcYP8qQrXY27ChzvT1kHdqB5kPKiw70Yh0M7NBLcZWuW7v4lY4U2vShCRWqOd5bs8p8-7zAMfKbSo_Xic/s1600-h/book2.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 253px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEilL2YuiZYLVzdeeb2ugo03ibk25BplhzG62fL_zriT4KIm7qNt-QDF9FTvH6JcYP8qQrXY27ChzvT1kHdqB5kPKiw70Yh0M7NBLcZWuW7v4lY4U2vShCRWqOd5bs8p8-7zAMfKbSo_Xic/s400/book2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446458713102122290" /></a><br /><br />"Desperate Moments" was first printed in February, 1958. This is the 2nd printing from January 1959. Inside the cover of a few of the books, including this one, it says Johnny C. Sims Jr. Johnny Sims also left little paper bookmarks in a few of the books with the page numbers for all the juicy parts listed. Johnny Sims also left a couple receipts in a couple books...He apparently favored Pabst Blue Ribbon beer, Lucky Strikes, and books about violent sex.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhdk9Jb43I2KMJOHFZ0F0S5Hv3gThyphenhyphen-405o4Gjku3m1xhs5Y3uat8j3waG7dt9ejUc9CSX0Gvlu9IF5yEfL9o5A2MAvtR5ufENJm-h_7L4J7UWE4knV_u4cqHdzNT6tDfdp78u0_bGNMMM/s1600-h/book4.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 254px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhdk9Jb43I2KMJOHFZ0F0S5Hv3gThyphenhyphen-405o4Gjku3m1xhs5Y3uat8j3waG7dt9ejUc9CSX0Gvlu9IF5yEfL9o5A2MAvtR5ufENJm-h_7L4J7UWE4knV_u4cqHdzNT6tDfdp78u0_bGNMMM/s400/book4.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446458705113167282" /></a><br /><br />"I Peddle Jazz" It's from 1960, and skimming through it, I see they call the cops "fuzz" a lot and say "Daddy-o" even more, but I've never read it. <br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhTSEKCmoLkKFFh21wdeRKyXNJwucU7PQx_aRZZ4IyVRoRF4Trpazs9_mI-vMKjeB8Kt5Wx8dVdW3cxJOKdS5Rhmb9pySgPPsMk4k07RWrHIcjD0U75R3SCjtVmrGt9y1_YmtrBtwPhx8M/s1600-h/book5.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 248px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhTSEKCmoLkKFFh21wdeRKyXNJwucU7PQx_aRZZ4IyVRoRF4Trpazs9_mI-vMKjeB8Kt5Wx8dVdW3cxJOKdS5Rhmb9pySgPPsMk4k07RWrHIcjD0U75R3SCjtVmrGt9y1_YmtrBtwPhx8M/s400/book5.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446458694373041330" /></a><br /><br />"High Beat", from 1962, is a Beatnik murder mystery romance book set in Berkley.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhkEV0UfwpAIJrCDJkyy9uhjPG0MNGSUX3O0RVohjft2QCI3vW-CHRUXwQVU7I9nZXyYu4nni75-4i_5w4Jy8-94cYzhyjTL0gsqq8jfQkYFn99t8ep3pz-Q4DJfEMk_VuGhWxrE1M9LAI/s1600-h/book6.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 253px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhkEV0UfwpAIJrCDJkyy9uhjPG0MNGSUX3O0RVohjft2QCI3vW-CHRUXwQVU7I9nZXyYu4nni75-4i_5w4Jy8-94cYzhyjTL0gsqq8jfQkYFn99t8ep3pz-Q4DJfEMk_VuGhWxrE1M9LAI/s400/book6.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446458109933095138" /></a><br /><br />"Joy Killer" is from 1960, and according to the blurb on the back, is "One of the most hilarious comedies ever to satirize the marital behavior modern man and his modern wife in this modern world of ancient taboos". Sounds Riveting.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiYZAN647FNBYEmQGxDI8ygpq8JVz_Jo_Tb1srLToqVQ6wMCWuU7DcKEx2Fpb2qlDMaMzdpfBykR3rIkigzzUJxGbQr7w_rDtTTUvnYGKoT93Zpn4j5V09OIvUs91H2jj_FB8CkfD_W-OA/s1600-h/book7.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 253px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiYZAN647FNBYEmQGxDI8ygpq8JVz_Jo_Tb1srLToqVQ6wMCWuU7DcKEx2Fpb2qlDMaMzdpfBykR3rIkigzzUJxGbQr7w_rDtTTUvnYGKoT93Zpn4j5V09OIvUs91H2jj_FB8CkfD_W-OA/s400/book7.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446458100774752162" /></a><br /><br />I was just flipping through "The Girls Of Club Sappho"(1963), and I just made another discovery...A handbill(I'm assuming also from 1963) for shows at Buck Lake Ranch, Angola, Indiana(about 20 minutes south of here). Faron Young, Kitty Wells, Skeeter Davis, Larry Chene vs Crusher Cortez and El Gaucho vs Gino Britto...a Bloody Grudge Match!, Minnie Pearl, ect...<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh8HQq2USrzJg0hu5anfGZ1cq0yfsVhAWFFgy3J6GbCIdV8E4EXwBqpv5cf4pSbQNgKRu0PxQhV9BQ6AIsaZd7tIOqeTVDldl1z_ldOgtHt7xR5VjT18DJji4RwSVhgImRkl5u0ZQ1SoeQ/s1600-h/book8.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 257px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh8HQq2USrzJg0hu5anfGZ1cq0yfsVhAWFFgy3J6GbCIdV8E4EXwBqpv5cf4pSbQNgKRu0PxQhV9BQ6AIsaZd7tIOqeTVDldl1z_ldOgtHt7xR5VjT18DJji4RwSVhgImRkl5u0ZQ1SoeQ/s400/book8.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446458096961652642" /></a><br /><br />I have 2 copies of "B-girl Decoy"...I've actually read this one. It's about an undercover cop playing a hustler to break up a mafia run prostitution ring. She starts falling for the gangster bandleader of the club she's working, and he turns out to be an undercover cop too...What luck!<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhjFqAKIwEfYbszYGtTV7VHtICDXiWrBey0SLejuwJ3OldkE_TiDT6N6p5vCuGlYFMmvxL6p-NeBIhfKiDxSBRa2T7_jE6z_B39tqcaX3NwosB2h7dApdmBbX6LxP0_rSqu2wlX3h4pFaM/s1600-h/book3.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 253px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhjFqAKIwEfYbszYGtTV7VHtICDXiWrBey0SLejuwJ3OldkE_TiDT6N6p5vCuGlYFMmvxL6p-NeBIhfKiDxSBRa2T7_jE6z_B39tqcaX3NwosB2h7dApdmBbX6LxP0_rSqu2wlX3h4pFaM/s400/book3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446458089983758674" /></a><br /><br />Finally, I give you 1959's "Sex Life of a Cop". My copy is beat to hell, and it's not the most interesting cover, but this is probably the most important book in the bunch, because this is the book that landed publisher Sanford Aday in prison. Of all the racy books he published(and I'm saving the best and weirdest ones for another post!), it's this book, that doesn't even have a dirty word between it's covers, that got him busted in 1963, because cops weren't happy with the picture he painted of them(The book suggests that cops might be dishonest and corrupt, how dare he!). He got charged with a federal offense of sending obscene material through the US mail(to, of all places, Michigan...where I found the book!), and sentenced to (depending on where you read it) 10 or 25 years, and $19,000 or $25,000. <br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhc1yny6JL_cTtsPJzqNchX6PYuuP1BaUcTZjNPhuah2WoTRNI76dxa0K6JvnZb3kc9xsbodQrJ2rw_-4raXqe77y_HDyAKV2Bbl0HR8QcVpBzO_WOPP1wsJECVQAzO6gnUk2w8qvuyJk0/s1600-h/book.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 264px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhc1yny6JL_cTtsPJzqNchX6PYuuP1BaUcTZjNPhuah2WoTRNI76dxa0K6JvnZb3kc9xsbodQrJ2rw_-4raXqe77y_HDyAKV2Bbl0HR8QcVpBzO_WOPP1wsJECVQAzO6gnUk2w8qvuyJk0/s400/book.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446458079569775442" /></a><br /><br />Here's the cover of the 1967 edition, that I lifted from vintagesleaze.com<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjiXL9D8ojN_AATQdtMnP4mEMafxWPO3DXrJT9ybq9k52waJ-FwC-iw0F27l3d6m0nExxMLkl4NelMSDysh5jnfaufGX_pJUPXnJLae7TaCwDmBOczKUJxFH1akdZHaIi34QkW0w6X_Dms/s1600-h/11.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 252px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjiXL9D8ojN_AATQdtMnP4mEMafxWPO3DXrJT9ybq9k52waJ-FwC-iw0F27l3d6m0nExxMLkl4NelMSDysh5jnfaufGX_pJUPXnJLae7TaCwDmBOczKUJxFH1akdZHaIi34QkW0w6X_Dms/s400/11.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446570845842185730" /></a>Petro B Pettsonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14807988205211691379noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4371059112810360706.post-28979100201562439042010-02-26T00:32:00.000-08:002010-03-18T03:14:35.091-07:00Owl MovementOwls seem to be the kitschy collectible bird of choice these days...Sorry, pink flamingos. I have a bunch of owl stuff. I don't collect owl stuff or anything...hell, I really don't seriously collect anything(maybe records and vintage lamps), I just buy what I think is neat...and cheap. Anyway... <br /><br />One little jewel-eyed Owl...<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhtYXPOct34X6DQ6aVaxQP6fZxgqX0gdltsiLE2J8UfZgtH-GAf29tOhpUs2kKBnqcE5Nhv1gEh3rbJtCjg8rD3eVJYDFWfoKT3FF2V0Vf2SAZCbj3EYrOlVLjxTNoFIUy_Fvt3jfKg9CY/s1600-h/owlvvv.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 277px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhtYXPOct34X6DQ6aVaxQP6fZxgqX0gdltsiLE2J8UfZgtH-GAf29tOhpUs2kKBnqcE5Nhv1gEh3rbJtCjg8rD3eVJYDFWfoKT3FF2V0Vf2SAZCbj3EYrOlVLjxTNoFIUy_Fvt3jfKg9CY/s400/owlvvv.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442467640123242482" /></a><br /><br />Two little jewel-eyed Owls...<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEguM9xZixKlSjLqBpxEZrlDiT665HUUlvYbKDoSzBELKoHb5KJLp-UHy-zFOlf-7-fvHQL1dTLUSWQHkSG9-d8qEKrNqFnQpMhotPPxAem0Lm2c2DH0CTWlc_hg1zmZPEzYQUU51TDFYno/s1600-h/owlvvvvowl.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 355px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEguM9xZixKlSjLqBpxEZrlDiT665HUUlvYbKDoSzBELKoHb5KJLp-UHy-zFOlf-7-fvHQL1dTLUSWQHkSG9-d8qEKrNqFnQpMhotPPxAem0Lm2c2DH0CTWlc_hg1zmZPEzYQUU51TDFYno/s400/owlvvvvowl.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442467633425368274" /></a><br /><br />BIG God damn jewel-eyed Owl!<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiOCpWbeaH2vlEDOM880KZDcOP8EiAUhtd8a6bIsqU6KqZSdAotGIKJC7DxFM0i3J81y8zq_a-LTWOCI7BvP7IWO_xlp8udiD1g-uourXuFoDzU02UIIa9ZAig6S2DGNRs6ViXCCpXKsF0/s1600-h/owlvowl.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 294px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiOCpWbeaH2vlEDOM880KZDcOP8EiAUhtd8a6bIsqU6KqZSdAotGIKJC7DxFM0i3J81y8zq_a-LTWOCI7BvP7IWO_xlp8udiD1g-uourXuFoDzU02UIIa9ZAig6S2DGNRs6ViXCCpXKsF0/s400/owlvowl.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442467627226836866" /></a><br /><br />Here's another picture of that monster, because he's awesome!<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjnhphoGGM3BnFLCrxiM17_6K716_L4UY7FzPKq31ah7pNcWflIeDzMJH_0DPdQNbmCLJEPOA8YVrZGf7sO5q_7obZ8YN4ElTEpvzT4DLBeixwcg8URMpfa_A_tKOSAgNeoKR_jP9-hFdI/s1600-h/owlowlvowl.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjnhphoGGM3BnFLCrxiM17_6K716_L4UY7FzPKq31ah7pNcWflIeDzMJH_0DPdQNbmCLJEPOA8YVrZGf7sO5q_7obZ8YN4ElTEpvzT4DLBeixwcg8URMpfa_A_tKOSAgNeoKR_jP9-hFdI/s400/owlowlvowl.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442467620881244818" /></a><br /><br />The salt and pepper shaker owls were made in 1956 by the George Zoltan Lefton Company(Geo Z Lefton Co.) of Chicago. Lefton was one of many importers of cheap, but nifty Japanese ceramic and porcelain goods...other big names were Holt-Howard and Napco. Lefton stuff is pretty popular as of late, but these owls are by no means rare...Most of the ones I come across(with both eyes intact) are around the $20 range. I got these at a Goodwill in Kalamazoo for a buck 50 each. I don't understand why Goodwill insists on selling a set of salt and pepper shakers individually, but I don't really understand why Goodwill does a lot of things they do. Definitely NOT my favorite thrift store, but every now and again, you can still score cool stuff.<br /><br />The Big(over 16" tall!) Owl we found in the basement of one of our favorite semi-local(because there is NOTHING in Coldwater) antique malls. He wasn't as cheap as the salt and pepper shakers, and it took several antique shopping trips before we finally said 'screw it, we <span style="font-style:italic;">NEED</span> that'...but I'm glad we got it, because it's probably the most awesomest thing on the planet! It was made in 1967 by the Universal Statuary Corp, also of Chicago, Ill. Universal was started and run by brothers Jack and Leo Lucchesi(Wonder if they're related to Tina Luchessi, of Trashwomen fame?), who brought in artists from Italy and Guatemala to design all their statues, lamps, wall plaques, and whatnot. They are the source of all those ugly 70's Spanish explorer wall plaques and lamps you see at garage sales. Universal made a lot of VERY cool chalk ware tropic tiki-ish stuff in the 40's and 50's, and that stuff goes for relatively big bucks now days, or so my quick scan of Ebay tells me. They also made a pair of cats that I <span style="font-style:italic;">need</span>.<br /><br />Finally, speaking of owls, here's a poster I drew for a show my band's playing on Saturday(The Burning Hatreds). <br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh-47ZnJdPOxRMQ2K0Wb3wb-3ykeLhQjSPZdtPa4DFoK4j3DgLM-uQA3EecuPfxl2oqKwlNSgRi1UcBwEIGLHFf9HNDStgTgExHvYRNeZ5QwEsN7rbCK8zHvXMcRs_iHEeVZJTTv2hOkqY/s1600-h/theyneversleep222.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 312px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh-47ZnJdPOxRMQ2K0Wb3wb-3ykeLhQjSPZdtPa4DFoK4j3DgLM-uQA3EecuPfxl2oqKwlNSgRi1UcBwEIGLHFf9HNDStgTgExHvYRNeZ5QwEsN7rbCK8zHvXMcRs_iHEeVZJTTv2hOkqY/s400/theyneversleep222.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442470628875160434" /></a>Petro B Pettsonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14807988205211691379noreply@blogger.com5