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I bought this chair in a Goodwill thrift shop circa 1979. It was covered in nubby pink fabric woven with metallic silver threads. The fabric was worn so thin in places that the white stuffing showed. I made a temporary cover out of some lovely fake leopard fur, and it matched our decor quite well while the children were in their feral stage. Later I had the chair recovered, as shown in the photo. But since the children moved out the chair has been sitting in an out-of-the-way corner of the living room, forlorn and forgotten.

It needs a new home, I thought, with someone who will treat it better than I have. Surprise — my daughter needed furniture to fill out her new apartment. A new home! Alas, not even a week and the chair was again crowded out by a couch. Here you see it relegated to temporary seating where visitors can remove their shoes. Sad, sad chair.

And those are my stylish shoes in the lower right.

Tell me these two cans don’t look like they’re planning some mischief. Hoodlums. Damn recycle can doesn’t even have the decency to put its lid on. See its bad influence on the trash can? Don’t believe those innocent blue sides. Hmmph.

October 19, 2007

November 9, 2007

A lovely bike, finely crafted by Steve Rex, with a Lynskey titanium frame. I hear it rides well. I haven’t been on it myself.

That headless man? Some guy who volunteered to hold the bike for me while I took a photo. Don’t you know it’s all about the bike?

I love the torso-only look made popular with recent book covers. I think I’ll crop the heads out of all my photos from now on.

“What does my ideal fortuneteller look like”?

I do not know. Google has failed you.

“Cow eyes” is amazingly popular.

When I was little we owned a cow. She had the prettiest big brown eyes. Her name was Daisy, and she liked to get out of the pasture. I don’t remember what happened to her. Probably she ended up in the freezer.