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Wednesday, June 15, 2011

Some people get all crazy about Daylilies!

(The Daylilies were just the catalyst that started the chemical reaction!  This blog is not really all about Daylilies!)

One of my many famous segways:

Catalyst = Unlike other reagents that participate in a chemical reaction, a catalyst is a chemical or substance that itself is not consumed or changed by the reaction itself.

Do you remember the men's cologne, "Catalyst", produced by the Halston company?  This cologne was offered in two different sized containers, and each had a chemically-related bottle:


The 'Test Tube' bottle

The Beaker bottle

I would have to take another sniff to see if I still enjoy this fragrance as much as I did when it was first introduced several years ago, but I'm pretty sure I would enjoy it now as much as I did back then.

At any rate, the entire idea behind this fragrance is that "the fragrance causes a chemical reaction between two people - the person wearing it, and the person who smells it on the wearer, but during the chemical reaction between the two people, the cologne, itself is not changed", thus the underlying chemical symbolism that is associated with this cologne.

ANYWHO...back to the lilies, the daylilies being the catalyst that caused the reaction between within myself due to the actions of a woman that was walking through the Missouri Botanical Garden.  I did not stop and talk to her, but a part of me wishes I would have done so.   The other 90% of me says, "Do you really think she would have understood what you were talking about?  No!"  Dr. Phil says that 95% of us are completely unaware of our daily actions and thoughts, and how they effect us and those around us.  He would be correct, of course.

This is a picture of a burgundy / red daylily that I took a few years ago at the Missouri Botanical Gardens:




More information and more pics of the daylily, in general:

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Daylily


The story continues.....

Not long before this lady passed me, I entered the Missouri Botanical Gardens via the Ridgeway Visitor's Center, stopped to admire the “American City: St. Louis Architecture" exhibit in the upstairs gallery area before exiting to the Garden.  During the entire growing season, I will stop by the Gardens at least once or twice a week - usually twice.  Because I go so often, I don't usually go through the entire Garden with each visit.  During one spring visit, I might  go just to see the Iris Garden and later in their blooming, the Peony Garden at the same time.  As another example, during an early summer trip (now!), the Asiatic Lilies are in full bloom in the Bulb Garden, and the Bottlebrush Buckeye (Aesculus parviflora), is in it's peak bloom.  I have many 'favorite' plants, and I will see absolutely everything bloom in the gardens each season. I don't miss a thing!  My current 'favorite' is aforementioned Bottlebrush Buckeyethat resides in a large grove just opposite the enclosed Climatron Tropical Rain forest.  This plant rises above the forested floor in an almost mystical fashion, with it's multitude of long white 'bottlebrush' flowers pointing skyward.   Each summer, when I get to this area of the Garden, several times I will walk back and forth down the walkway that cuts through the center of this grove, making sure that I am in the present - in the 'here and now', and that I am taking it all in.  I have taught myself the importance of slowing life down for a moment, and enjoying the very second of time that I am experiencing at that particular time.  I do not let outside thoughts of any kind bother me.  Living in the "here and now" as much as possible is an important part of keeping yourself centered, and I certainly recommend it to everyone!

Bottlebrush Buckeye (Aesculus parviflora)
The gentle, sweet smell of this plant is almost intoxicating!


(I can see the bothersome lady in the distance!)

I entered the Ottoman Garden
(http://www.mobot.org/press/Assets/FP/ottoman.asp), with the sole purpose of smelling the Arabian Jasmine, making certain that I enjoyed the rest of this sheltered Turkish-inspired respite before I continued my journey.

This is a link to a photo gallery of the Ottoman Garden on Flickr.com:
http://www.flickr.com/search/?q=Ottoman+Garden&f=hp
I passed through a small section of the Gardens that is reserved for plants (and water features) that allow the blind to explore their environment.  There are strongly scented plants, such as, but not limited to, mints, sage, rosemary, scented geraniums, artemesia, and many other highly textured and scented plants - things to explore with the hands and the nose, and they are not limited to viewing with the eyes. 

Next, I passed the now-stark Iris Gardens.  Just a month ago, these beautiful flowers had a great showing, and 'exited stage left', awaiting their curtain call next year.

Then.,..oh, then.... I approach the
Jenkins Daylily Garden.  I will make it an absolute point not to walk quickly through the Botanical Gardens. To do so is such a waste of life!  I was soaking in as much as nature would throw my way when an older lady (older than me, anyway - and that makes you 'older!') walked briskly past me with a male companion of her own age. 

If you would take one gander in my general direction, you can easily determine that I am not 'normal' by any standards.  Some of that 'not-so-normalness' is intentional, and the rest was handed to me through genetics.  I will be the last person that you would suspect would  judge **ANYONE** based solely on their outward appearance.

(Since I hate the word "But...", because it means, "Forget what I just said, THIS is what I really mean!!!", I will use the word "However..." instead. )

HOWEVER.....

If a very thuggish person walks in my general direction on the busy streets of downtown St. Louis, his eyes are darting about wildly, he is 'talkin' smack', or showing other signs of outward aggression, you can very well bet whatever is valuable to you, and you feel like losing that I will apply all that I have just learned in order to guard / protect myself:

1) This person LOOKS like a thug.
2) This person is not acting friendly **AT ALL** (Taking smack, and not using proper English while doing so!)
3) This person's body language is telling on him.  (Aggressive stance, etc)

I'm not saying that you should throw a punch in his direction, or quickly cross the street before he reaches you.  I would not recommend nor imply such a thing.  I would, however, implore you hide all outward signs of doing so, but you should be on your highest level of alert.  To NOT do so might mean waking up your dentist in the middle of the night to put your teeth back in your head, and calling your bank immediately to report a stolen credit card because you have just been mugged and robbed!

The moral of this sub-story:
If the person's actions fit the look, your judgment is on-par, and you need to do whatever action necessary for self preservation.  If, however, the person's actions do NOT fit the look, any and all previous assumptions are null and void. 

The fast-walkin' lady:  Please keep in mind that I live in the middle of Ladue, MO, which is the highest income per capita zip code in the state of Missouri.  Ladue is an area of St. Louis, MO.  This lady had the hair that was cut severely  straight across at her neck-line.  She was wearing a typical Polo-style, short sleeve, "Golf Green" shirt, and khaki colored pleated shorts that went almost to the knee.  White tennis shoes / white Bobby socks and a white sun visor completes the look.  You know that look, I know you do.

The actions:  If her nose was any higher in the air, and we had one of those regular, sudden St. Louis downpours, she would have become a self-induced drowning victim.

As I continue, please do not fail to misinterpret of misunderstand me.  Sauce for the Goose is as good as sauce for the Gander!  There is a HUGE difference between "Snoot" and "Refinement".  Molly Brown's character (of Titanic and Hannibal, MO fame) had both money and refinement, but was in no way snooty.  The sauce for the gander would be that it is OK for you to live in a small town, or in the country, but you shouldn't necessarily act like it!  "Refinement", not 'snoot' nor "Hoose" (Hoosier!) is in order.  As much of an extreme person as I am, I do believe in a lot of "in the middle of the road" philosophies". I guess that would be the touch of Catholic in me.  When it comes to drawing the line somewhere between "Snoot" and "Hoosier", it is best, in the opinion of this writer, to draw the line at "Refinement".  That allows you to act with some sophistication, yet you are very much a human that will not irritate others.

This 'wonderful' lady that probably lives just blocks from me walked past me - and the Daylilies - and said:

"Some people get 'all excited' over Daylilies. I just don't 'get it'!" 
There is no possible way, dear reader, that I can convey to you how incredibly strong the urge was that crossed over me to reach across the walkway, rip off her over-puffed lips, and beat her with them!

I wanted to grab her by that turkey neck, slam her against a tree and say, "Yes, indeed!  Some people **DO** get 'all excited' over Daylilies!  That is why this Daylily garden has a name -
the Jenkins Daylily Garden -  and is run by the Daylily society.  For your much needed information, there is also a local Cactus Society, Herb Society, several Iris Societies, and many, many more dedicated plant groups!"

I would continue:

"These daylilies, in some form or other, have been on this Earth hundreds of thousands - or millions! - of years, and they might very well be around for at least that much more time.   You, 'dear lady', have been around a very long 64 years, but hopefully, not much longer!  THESE plants have served several purposes on this planet, which include, but are not limited to both decorative functions, a natural source for insects and animals, and has a major culinary use in Asian (Chinese) food!  What have YOU done to benefit the planet?"

I haven't even covered the spiritual transgressions that this woman committed.

Even before I knew a name was connected to my thoughts and beliefs, I have always been strongly against wasting anything, which includes, but is not limited to, plants, animals, money, materials, time....
I have since learned that it is a Hindu AND Buddhist belief that we need to honor and respect nature in every aspect, and the good deeds and hard work / attention to detail and artistic talents of human beings.

Do you remember this famous scene from "The Color Purple"?:

Shug: More than anything God love admiration.
Celie: You saying God is vain?
Shug: No, not vain, just wanting to share a good thing. I think it pisses God off when you walk by the colour purple in a field and don't notice it.
Celie: You saying it just wanna be loved like it say in the bible?
Shug: Yeah, Celie. Everything wanna be loved. Us sing and dance, and holla just wanting to be loved. Look at them trees. Notice how the trees do everything people do to get attention... except walk?
[they laugh]
Shug: Oh Miss Celie, I feels like singing!


Hear, Hear!

That is my point, entirely, and summed up better than I could ever do so. 

When I worked on the Flower Market (LaSalle St, St. Louis) for 5 years, there wasn't ONE flower petal that I would sweep up at the end of a work day that I didn't notice and honor it's existence.  If a bunch of flowers 'went bad' before they were sold (and they often did - hundreds of bunches at a time!), I mourned the fact that the energy that these flowers put forth to be all they could be was wasted before they had a chance to shine as brightly as they were intended. 

Later, I have come to learn that the Buddhist and Hindus share similar beliefs, and have done so for thousands of years before the birth of Christ (incidentally).

While I am in that area, I know many wholesale florists who "hate to use Carnations" or "hate to use Daisys."  People, you might want to review the small book that I just wrote (above).  It applies to you, too!

I am not alone (and I wouldn't care if I was!) in my belief that is is, indeed, a very dangerous place to tread when belittling, degrading or disrespecting ANYTHING that nature has put forth, and
the good deeds, hard work / attention to detail and artistic talents of your fellow human beings.

The punishment that people that do these actions will receive is immediate:  They have to live with themselves, and even though they probably are not aware of it, that is punishment enough!

I forgot one aspect of describing the woman in this assorted story. 

I'm sure we all know these people. I know at least 3 - 4, myself.  Do you know someone who has 'come into money' that was not of their own doing?  In other words, they inherited it from a distant source, 'married into money', etc, but the original fortune was not made in any fashion by themselves. These people are the WORSE case scenario "Snoots".  There is also a special place in Hell, by the way, for those who fail to show gratitude. 

Why didn't "Failing to show gratitude" (for nature, and anything else!) show up in the "10 Commandments", or at least the "Sub-Seven" - the 'Seven Deadly Sins'?  But then again, I know a LOT of people who are guilty of:

 - and they believe they have gotten "Get Out Of Jail Free" passes.

Incidentally, 'Acedia' is defined as:

"A state of listlessness or torpor, of not caring or not being concerned with one's position or condition in the world."

Shouldn't there also be a category for those who think a Daylily is a 'little, lowly, unworthy' flower, and  they, themselves, occupy a much larger, (falsely) more important place on the planet?

As the phrase goes, "Just Curio (Just curious!)"

- Michael


I mentioned Molly Brown previously.  More information:


*Molly Brown never new that name. Her birth name was Margaret Brown, and was given the name "Molly" posthumously, and for stage purposes.  She was dead 20 years before the name "Molly Brown" came into existence.


*The Wizard of Oz
L. Frank Baum, the writer of The Wizard of Oz. was also dead 20 years before the movie was produced.  He died in 1919, and the movie made it's debut in 1939.  One fact that unfortunately feeds the fallacy that he was alive during the time of the movie is the fact that he is buried in Hollywood, as one of the first few people that is buried in the cemetery, yet he had no connection directly to the movie industry. 


*Mark Twain
His entire immediate family - father, mother, siblings, and others, are buried in Mt. Olivet Cemetery, the same cemetery as my grandmother. Mark Twain (Samuel Clemens), himself, his wife and children are all buried in Elmira, New York, and not in Hannibal with the remainder of his own immediate family. However, the characters for The Widow Douglas and Injun Joe are also buried in Mt. Olivet Cemetery, Hannibal - and the woman that Becky Thatcher was based on (Tom Sawyer's girlfriend in his books) , real name: Laura Hawkins Frazer, never left the Hannibal area her entire lifetime, and is buried in Big Creek Cemetery, in Rensselaer, MO, which is just 13 miles from downtown Hannibal, MO.

* "The Entertainer", Scott Joplin and the movie, "The Sting":
Scott Joplin's song, "The Entertainer" was written in 1902. Mr. Joplin passed away in 1939, and the movie "The Sting" debuted in 1973.  That song was written 71 years before the movie was produced, and The Entertainer made a splash in the entertainment world long before "The Sting" was just a thought in writer David S. Ward's mind.

Tuesday, June 14, 2011

Mary, Mary, Quite Contrary!

How does my little Garden grow?

It's in my blood. I have to tend to my house plants, my small herb garden, and whatever other plants that I can coax to grow for me. 

Currently, inside my house, I have 13 cactus plants, 4 Dragon fruit plants, 4 Grapefruit trees, a Japanese maple bonsai and an Azalea bonsai.

We live on a 1 acre plot of land in the Ladue area of the St. Louis Metropolitan demographic region.  Most people would assume that with 1 acre of land, I could have as healthy of a garden as I wish to attend.  However, that isn't the reality of it.  When we moved to this area, the Dish (Satellite TV) Network was going to make us honor the 24 month agreement that we signed with them.  We still had a year left on the agreement.  They were going to make us honor this agreement unless there was a very good reason that we could not have cable installed in the new home.    About 89 tall, old-growth trees that occludes 90% of the sun on our property seems like a good enough reason to break the agreement to me, but Dish Network's area manager had to see for himself before he agreed to break the agreement. 

We already had Charter Cable installed before Dish Network's technician arrived. He was at our home about a half an hour before his manager met him on our front lawn.  I could see the tech walking about the property, looking skyward, shaking his head.  When the area manager approached him, I couldn't hear the tech speak, but I am very good at reading lips from across the front lawn!  I noticed that the tech told the manager, "There ain't no way in hell that we are going to be able to install satellite services in these people's home!"  The manager took a quick walk around the property, agreed with the tech, and they both left.  A couple weeks later, we received the boxed from Dish Network to send back their equipment. 

My minor point:  Out of one acre, we have a couple tiny areas that receives enough (barely!) sun to grow anything besides moss!  I took myself to the local Homo Depot, and bought two 4' x 4' raised beds. 
(4' x 4 ') x 2 = 32 square feet of planting space.  The average 12' x 12' room, for example, is 144 square feet.  My lowly little 32 square feet is less than 1/4 the size of a 12' x 12' room!

I found two spaces on this property that might get enough sunlight to allow me to raise a few vegetables.
What did I plant in my little 32' ft garden ?

1) Two rows of green beans
2) Two rows of okra
3) 4 Zucchini plants
4) 4 bushel gourd plants (the gourds that are the size of large pumpkins)
5) 6 green pepper plants
6) One Big Boy tomato plant and one Beefsteak tomato plant
7) Two rows of beets
8) Two rows of radishes
9) One English lavender plant.

The good news:

Today, I already harvested enough green beans for a meal.  I have lots of huge tomatoes on both plants, and they should change from green to red soon.    My gourds and Zucchini are growing like mad.  They have already bloomed, and they have tiny fruit starting to grow on them.  My green pepper plants are waist high, the beets are looking very healthy, and my lavender loves life.

The bad news:
I'm guessing there isn't enough sunlight back there for the okra.  ONE plant out of two rows survived. They all germinated, and grew to about 2" - then stopped.  They stopped for several weeks before they started dying off.  I had enough of their stunted growth, and replaced both rows of okra (with the lone exception of that one plant!) with other variety of green bean.  Within **2** weeks, those seeds not only germinated, but they are nearly as big as the first 2 rows that were planted a month earlier, and that are already producing harvest-able beans!

For whatever reason, my radish plants got absolutely massive, but they produced only bite-sized radishes. They were a bit of a let-down, but I had them planted between the tomatoes and the green peppers, only to occupy space, and to squeeze a bit more produce from a few tiny square feet.
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Planted in the actual ground, I have my herbs:  Three different types of basil, cilantro, oregano, tarragon, dill and parsley. I also have a couple Artemisia (Wormwood) plants and a few Coleus planted in the same area.  My huge Sensation Spath (Peace Lily) that is several years old and lives in a 16" pot has to live well tucked under the saucer magnolia tree.   This is one plant that loves the shade. If **any** sunlight touches those leaves, they will burn crisp.  Along our sidewalk, I have 2 full-sized pineapple plants that will produce a pineapple, 2 miniature ornamental pineapple plants, 2 avocado trees and one rosemary plant that I keep in a large pot to winter inside the house.  I didn't realize it until just now that tarragon is in the Artemisia (Wormwood) family, and I have them planted next to each other just by chance. What a quinkie dink!

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Ever wonder what to do with that basil that is growing too quickly, and is getting out of hand?

Make tea!
Lemon - basil tea!

Take a couple hands full of basil leaves (and maybe some thyme, if you have it).  Put a 4 qt. pot on the range and fill as full as you like with water.  Toss in the leaves and enough tea bags of your favorite tea.  Brew for an adequate amount of time, and then I let it sit a couple hours to steep.  Strain the herb leaves out of the tea, and pour in a pitcher.  I slice a couple lemons and add them to the pitcher, and put it in the refrigerator. 

Because I am watching the waistline, I use artificial sweetener instead of pure sugar - but - this tea is great with real sugar, sweetener or honey, and as much as whichever sweetener as you like.
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I'm gonna "Cook up a mess 'a' somethin' !! "

There is no possible way that I can convey to you how much I hate that phrase. I was raised hearing "mess" when one was speaking about a bunch of beans or other produce, and every time I heard it, I was mumbling under my breath,  "Is there any way possible that you can be any MORE hillbilly than that?"   As luck / fate would have it, I found out that those that use that phrase can, indeed, be just a little more hillbilly than that!
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The moral of this assorted saga:  Tend to a garden or house plants - or both.  It is good for the soul, and the benefits are that you don't become those who do not (although raising vegetation is obviously no inoculation against becoming an unsavory character. I do know unsavory characters who also grow vegetables!

- Michael

Thursday, June 9, 2011

Most people would never admit it...

(THERE REALLY ARE LOTS OF PICTURES FOLLOWING THIS COMMERCIAL BREAK!)

Edie Brickell said it best in this song (within the first 30 seconds):



The lyrics go:

"I'm not aware of too many things,
I know what I know if you know what I mean
Philosophy is the talk on a cereal box
Religion is the smile on a dog."

While we're in the video vibe, take a look at this by En Vogue, "Free Your Mind".  One small change is necessary, however.  Sing to yourself, "Free your mind, your ASS will follow... Carry on! 



Let's deconstruct the first song a bit.  Most of us would usually read the information written on a cereal box in a very casual, happenstance, sort of "I have nothing else to do while eating my breakfast" manner. An informal, by-chance occasion.

"Religion is the smile on a dog."  Is that dog really smiling, and how would you know he is, in fact, smiling.  The writer of this song is saying to us, "The 'smile on a dog' is as much of our own perception and opinion (whether the dog is actually smiling, or not) as much as religion is s much of our own perception and opinion."

What being said, I learned in one of my many psychology courses that whether they would actually admit it or not, most people have a combination of several beliefs, rather than an "all or none" take on the subject.  Whether they choose to admit it or not, most people have a combination of beliefs.

However - the world would have no diversity at all if if wasn't for the place that those "All or none" people hold.  Without those people, the world would be more of a puddled gray color than it is already rapidly becoming. 

Please do not misunderstand my intentions.  Without the Indian (India) Hindus, we would not have that beautiful temple just a few miles from my home, and I would not have 8 Indian restaurants to tempt me every day of my life.  There is so much more to these people than a temple and a wonderfully flavored cuisine.  I also share with them many of their core beliefs. 

Take Buddhism, for example.  Tina Turner credits becoming Buddhist for the change in her life that brought her out of the hideous "Ike  / Tina" years to becoming a world superstar, and the best selling female artist of any year that she has ever gone on tour as a solo artists. If Buddhism brings this change in life, where can I get a big bucket of it? 

The same can be said for Amish, Hare Krishna, and many more people who can be identified by a way of life.  If it were not for the way they live their lives, my life would be drab, indeed.  It is the sacrifices these people have (most unknowingly!) made to make my life that much more colorful.


Rather than embrace a new experience (taste, smell, texture, sight, sound - belief!), many people are afraid of these changes.  A popular quote from Yoda (Star Wars) comes to mind:

"Fear leads to anger, Anger leads to hate, Hate leads to Suffering."

Take a look at the single word that starts the ball rolling - "FEAR!"

If you never lose your curiosity, avoid laziness like it is the plague, and use your senses to the best of your abilities to continually explore the world around you, your life, and those around you, will greatly benefit from these efforts. 

Has anybody ever come back from the beyond to tell you what is going on "over there?"  If they did come back and tell you, you should have your own segment on the Oprah Winfrey Show while she was still running, and you had the chance. 

The moral of this story:  Once we are born, we **all** are going to die.  I don't care how much denial you choose to surround yourself with, the fact that those of us that live on this earth are going to die is just that - an unavoidable fact.  How you choose to live during your journey is your choice.  If you choose to live in a tight, constricted, self-imposed prison, you will pay that price.  You will have to take my word for it when I tell you that the results of choosing that life are not pretty.  The same results will be accrued by being lazy enough not to fight it off when you see it coming your way!

Let's talk about "Being different."

Before we 'hang a right', and head down this road, I am going to have to ask you to fasten your seat belts, because it is guaranteed to be a bumpy ride!  

In vain, I searched for a specific video clip of the movie "Sybil", starring Sally Field as Sybil.  This 1976 movie was originally a book written by Flora Rheta Schreiber about Shirley Ardell Mason, otherwise known as "Sybil".  Shirley's (Sybil) entire psychosis and the ensuing 16 personalities were formed because her mother was cruel to her, and her father allowed the abuse to happen initially, and to continue.  Sybil was forced to become a multiple personality to be able to deal with the abuse that she suffered.  She could have avoided 15 of those personalities had she initially come to the conclusion that it is, in fact, perfectly acceptable to hate your own mother.  We are taught by **THIS** society that parents, grandparents, etc, are "know all / be all", and that they must be reverenced and respected at all times.  This is quite another issue for an entirely different blog, but somebody has to do it, so here goes:

"Love, respect, devotion, friendship, loyalty, and any other attachment that one human being might have for another is **EARNED** and maintained, and is absolutely **NEVER** given by default, no matter who the person (parent, grandparent, etc) thinks they are." 

Please understand that the phrase "I brought you into this world, I can take you out." is spoken by Hoosier parents across this country place entirely too much undeserved importance on the very tiny (comparatively speaking!) space that they occupy on this planet, and those folk are sorely in need of education, couth and some class, in general. 

If you feel the need to do so, please go back and reread that passage a few times, and allow it to soak in a bit.

When Sybil (Shirley Mason) came to the realization that it is perfectly acceptable, and is, in fact, expected to hate a person that does cruel things to you - either mentally, physically, or both! - she had a life-changing break through. 

Shirley Ardell Mason (Sybil):
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Shirley_Ardell_Mason
(and you can find a bit more on Shirley Ardell Mason by doing an internet search on her.)

The movie:
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Sybil_%281976_film%29

The "Forgiveness" thing is entirely overrated by people who do not understand it.

Dr Phil:  "Forgiveness is for the giver, not the recipient. Why would you give a gift to someone who has horribly wronged you?  What type of person does that?  Forgiveness is saying, 'I release myself from the oppressive burden that I have allowed you to place on me. I will not wake up one more morning of my life, and place that heavy cloak of pain and anger that your actions (or lack of actions!) have placed upon my back.  I will not do it one more day.  Not for you. Not for anybody else.  I release you from my life, now get the hell out!"

I have performed this very action with most of my own immediate family members - you can do the same with yours!

Oprah:
"Forgiveness is knowing the past will never be any different."

Please note that none of these quotes say, "Forgiveness is saying to the perpetrator, 'Oh, the pain that you dealt me is perfectly OK!  I'm thrilled that you chose to hurl it in my direction, and in fact, why don't you toss a bit more my way???"

That quote is no more absurd than believing that forgiving is for the perpetrator. 

We are going to land this thing:

Much in the same manner as Sybil's mother told Sybil, "Come and get your cookie!" (while the child was walking down a flight of steps), the child unsuspectingly and trustingly reached out for the bait - the cookie - that she was offered.  Then, her bitch of a mother intentionally tripped her, and she fell down the steps.

Segway:
I am here to tell you that if I was Sybil, and in many ways, I can associate with the life that was hurled at her,  once I 'came into myself', I wouldn't have hesitated to visit that bitch's grave (her mother's!), and I would have taken a healthy piss on top of that grave right then and there in the middle of the cemetery!

How does this rant tie in with "Being different"?

Like a cat scratching in a cat box to cover up his doo-doo, to cover her 'Pentecostal' tracks and to force it down my throat, my mother would tell me, "It's OK to be different?"  Can you believe it?  What the hell does she know about being different, other than using 'being different' (the cookie in the above example!) as a weapon, instead of using "Being different" as the reward that it was intended to be.

Consider air. Yes. Air.  We all need air. If you go 4 minutes without air, you will have severe brain damage, or death.  HOWEVER, if somebody would drag you to a gas station, and stick one of the hair hoses (attached to the compressor!) down your trachea, and push the button, I GUARANTEE you that your chest will explode, killing you instantly.  We all need air to survive. Air in this quantity, however, will most definitely kill you.

Consider FOOD.  Yes - FOOD!  Some less so than others, but we all need food to survive.  If, however, a person would strap you to a table, put a funnel in your mouth, and keep pouring it full of food, you will most certainly die!

Do you see where I am going with this?  I'm already there!  The moral of this story is this:
"Anything that we need to survive can also be used as a weapon against us."

Additional information:
There is a special place in Hell where people will burn extra crisp that choose to use the good things in life as a weapon against the unsuspecting.   

Back to the difference, and what most people won't admit:
I am a very spiritual person. I did not say "Religious".  There is a vast difference between "Spiritual" and "Religious".   A Spiritual person's circle is much larger than a "Religious" person's circle.  A Religious person is trapped within that one religion.

My beliefs system consists of Christian, Jewish, Hindu, Buddhist, American Indian, Wicca (Pagan), just to name a few.

Physically, there are few man-made things that are more beautiful than a Catholic Cathedral - or a Hindu Temple. 

Even though I am a pro-amateur photographer, I cannot wholly subscribe to  "A picture is worth 1,000 words."  Every day that I visit the Missouri Botanical Gardens, the Saint Louis Cathedral Basilica,  or I find a breath taking view of another subject, I think to myself, "I wish (fill in the blank) was here with me to enjoy this!"  I know many people would take a 'general photograph', and go on about their way. When they get back home, and review the pictures that they have taken, there is something obvious that is lacking from the pictures. Many times, it is 'motion'.  When you walk by a large bed of tulips, for example, it is the flickering of the petals that help with the 'moment' you are experiencing.  It is also the warm spring sun, the smell of the trees blooming, and a gentle breeze blowing on your face that is assisting with the warm, fuzzy feelings that the tulip bed is giving you.  When you get the pictures home, you have only that - the pictures - to convey your preserved memory to anyone who might be viewing them.  If your urge is to "just delete them', your pictures cannot stand on their own.  The must be able to convey your intended message by themselves - without the gentle breeze, the sun on your face, or the smell of the trees blooming. 

In summary, the entire above diatribe says this:

1) Your spiritual or religious beliefs are just that - they're YOURS!  They are no better or worse, or more or less legitimate than another persons beliefs.  Your chosen beliefs are merely different, and do not hold a higher place than another person's.  In the Christian belief system, Catholics are no more legitimate than Lutheran's, and Christians are no more legitimate and are no more important than Islamic, Hindu or Buddhist beliefs - and many others. You are all on the same 'bus' together, you're just in different seats!

2) Being "different" is a 'good thing', and should not be used as a weapon against those who are.  I believe that people who choose to use 'different' as a weapon against those of us who actually DARE to be different are going to burn in Hell with the hottest, brightest of flames.

3) I can present you with the best pictures that I know how to take.  There is no way possible that photography can do these places of beauty the justice they deserve.  You have to "be there" to get the full impact of the scene that I am trying to present to you, and if / when you are there, you have to 'be in the moment' .  You can't be thinking about a bill that has to be paid, about a coworker, etc.  You have to be in the 'here and now'.  Doing so, dear readers, will allow you to live the life you were intended, to the best of your ability. 

In doing these things, you become mentally more malleable. (Try to say that without an "M"! )  A building, for example, that was built with a bit more 'flex' will withstand an earthquake better than a very rigid structure.  The same can be said for our lives.  If you have a bit of 'flex', you become a safe place to fall, rather than a sharp projection to avoid. 

I am certainly not implying that one should go about their lives "willy nilly", or in a haphazard, 'Devil may care' sort of fashion. Please do not misunderstand my intentions. 

While I am in this arena, I loath the word "Tolerant'.  In my mind's eye, "Tolerant" is on the same bus as "Patient".  "Tolerant" means, 'I really don't like that, but I will tolerate, or put up with it just to keep the peace."  Uh. No, thanks!  I don't want anybody to merely 'put up with me'. Either you love me, or you can get the Hell out. There are over 6 BILLION people on this planet. Trust me when I tell you that some are better matches than others, and there are great matches for everybody on the planet. Why the hell should I be around someone who is merely 'tolerant' of me, when that same space can be occupied by someone who LOVES to be in my world?

"Patient". I taught myself how to read music, and fairly well, if I might say so myself.  I taught myself how to knit, and I am at a professional level.  I also taught myself how to use the graphics programs "GIMP" and "Blender" (both are free downloads).  People often tell me, "You must be patient!"  In return, I state, "You don't know me very well, do you?"  When they look at me a bit puzzled, I tell them, "Patience are for lazy people who sit around and wait for something to happen.  PERSEVERANCE is the quality that someone has who 'gets things done.  I have Perseverance, and anybody that knows me well enough can tell you that I am the least patient person they know!"

TO THE PICTURES! :

The World's Largest collection of Mosaic Art - you can see the folds in the disciples clothing, and the skin tones change in their faces / hands, and many other details, all depicted in mosaic tile.  There is a museum in the basement that chronicles each step of this process, including the building of this magnificent building.

The Archdiocese of the Catholic Church / St. Louis

The Cathedral Basilica of Saint Louis
443 Lindell Boulevard
St. Louis, MO 63108

The website:
http://cathedralstl.org/site/index.php?option=com_frontpage&Itemid=1

The St. Louis Cathedral Basilica Wikipedia entry :
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Cathedral_Basilica_of_St._Louis

(Click on each pic for a larger view!)

 This is the first example of "There is no possible way that a picture can do this view justice."

To give you a general idea of the size and beauty of this space, there are 11,000 pipes from the pipe organ in the space behind this shot.

This is the first view you see when you walk through the front doors.




In 1912, installation of mosaics in the interior began. Completed in 1988, the mosaics collectively contain 41.5 million tesserae glass pieces in more than 7,000 colors. Covering 83,000 square feet (7,700 m2), it is one of the largest mosaic collections in the world, and is the largest in any church or cathedral.












More close-up detail of the mosaic art in this Cathedral.  Please note that none of these colors are paint.  Some of the mosaics are completed in the "Byzantine" fashion, and others are of Italian influence, but all are composed of tile - not paint.


 This sample was of an apostle that is in the cathedral, itself.

The artists rendered this segment of the mosaic tile twice - once for the church, and once for the museum. It was recreated in whole, using the same techniques and materials as the one created for the church.

In the basement museum, there are several photographs of the artist(s) doing their magnificent work to complete this project.

Many of these tiles have a gold backing. 

After these tiles were set in mortar, and while the mortar was still wet, a small hammer was used to tap random corners of the tiles, to make them sit uneven in the mortar, to make the gold sparkle when viewed from our perspective.
 While the mosaics in the side chapels and sanctuary walls were designed and installed by Tiffany Studios, the mosaics in the main cathedral areas were designed by Albert Oerken. Installation of the mosaics was completed by dozens of artisans, including Hildreth Meiere, Ravenna Mosaic, Inc,. and Emil Frei, Inc., of St. Louis. The narthex of the church depicts the life of King Louis IX of France, namesake of the city and church, the rear dome includes mosaics of significant archdiocesan events, while the main dome by Jan Henryk de Rosen depicts Biblical scenes from both the Old Testament and New Testament.


Several shots of one of the 2 huge Rosette windows.  I couldn't determine which shot I liked the best, so I will post them all.




 I had to lay on my back on the marble floor of the Cathedral to get this shot. There is no possible way that my camera can depict the size of this dome!



The Cathedral has a large organ that was originally built by the Geo. Kilgen and Son, Inc. in 1915. Originally, the organ had two four manual (keyboard) organ consoles, one in the gallery with the organ, and another console behind the sanctuary. In 1946, Kilgen put a new organ into the Cathedral. The 1946 organ had 77 ranks of pipes, 14 of which came from the older organ. In 1948, an Echo Organ from Carnegie Hall, New York City was installed in the Cathedral. In 1984, the M. P. Moller organ company refurbished the organ.

In 1997 the Wicks Organ Company of nearby Highland, Illinois began a restoration project. They added more ranks of pipes, which brought the organ to 96 ranks of pipes. The company also added some digital stops to the organ. A new four manual organ console replaced the old Kilgen console behind the sanctuary, and the second gallery console was refurbished. Wicks also updated the organ's electronics.

In the winter of 2002 the gallery organ was expanded, and a new dome division of pipes was added to the organ. The final step in the project, the replacement of the original gallery console (and a smaller two manual console that took its place) with a five-manual console was completed in 2010. The Ragen Organ Console, named for its donor, Professor Brian Abel Ragen, was taken from St. Bartholomew’s Church in New York City and completely restored. It is now possible to control every part of the organ from either the gallery console or the moveable sanctuary console.

This picture is the original Kilgen console, which was moved into the basement museum, and can be viewed by visitors.

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THE HINDU TEMPLE / ST. LOUIS, MO

The Hindu Temple's Website:
http://www.hindutemplestlouis.org/

Please click through the galleries!  There are several Indian (India / Pakistani / Middle Eastern) restaurants in the St. Louis area.  I don't know if this is a good thing / bad thing, but the proprietors of these restaurants know us (Mark & myself) personally!  WE LOVE INDIAN & HARE KRISHNA FOOD!





Happy Adventures!
Remember:  Free your mind - your ass will follow!

- Michael


Sunday, June 5, 2011

I reached my goal today, and life goes on....

Since I know better than t look a gift horse in the mouth, I'm not going there.

The bathroom scale was in the same place in the room as it always is, it was at the same time of day, etc. Nothing in my routine has changed. 

I am most thrilled to crow about reaching my final weight loss goal this morning.

     Starting weight:  210 lbs with a 40 inch waist
  -  Ending  weight:  140 lbs with a 28 inch waist
         Total weight:     70 lbs and 12 inches off my waist

What changes today?

Nadda. Nothing.  Zilch

Same crap - different day.

Depending on my mood after I finish shopping the huge Wentzville Flea Market this morning, I am making the choice as to whether I want to have a celebratory lunch at My Just Desserts restaurant / cafe in Alton, IL, or go back to my Indian friends at Haveli Restaurant for another lunch.

My Just Desserts is a bit out of my way, but it is well worth it. I would have the chicken salad sandwich with chopped olives in the mix and Mrs. Ledbetter's Chocolate Pie a la mode (the best damned pie on the planet!), and do some antique shopping while I am in Alton.

It's not a splurge, actually.  I have a couple bites of fruit for breakfast, and an extremely light supper. That's the way things balance out in my world.

I reached my goal within the week that I said I would when I started this whole ordeal.  One week before the World Naked Bike Ride, when I will be wearing a glittery hot pink budgie smuggler! (Bikini)

Back to the same ole grind....

- Michael

Friday, June 3, 2011

Sometimes, ya just don't know whatcha got!

 (Are they high, Clarice?)

You will have to please pardon the Steel Magnolias paraphrasing!


Per our normal weekend routine, Mark and I scoured the estate sale listings for the St. Louis area using these 2 sites:


www.estatesales.net


and


http://gsalr.com/garage-sales-st-louis-mo.html  .


Mark's work hours currently do not allow us to have a 'normal weekend' together, so we had to improvise. His weekend is Friday - Saturday, instead of Saturday - Sunday.  Most of the functions (the art fairs, Japanese and Greek Fests, Gay Pride Fest, and many more) run the normal weekend, Saturday and Sunday.  We can attend Saturdays together, but if I want to go on Sundays, I often go by myself (which isn't a bad thing entirely, and that is another blog for another day!)


If I haven't done so earlier in the week, by Thursday night, I scout those 2 websites, and plot out any estate sales that might have items of interest that I didn't know I couldn't live without until I saw them listed for sale!  This weekend was no exception.  At an increasing rate, more and more estate sales are being listed for Fri - Sun, instead of Sat - Sun, to include one more day in the sale. 


We always arrive at the estate sale at least 15 minutes early, to get a number (which allows us to get in the door of the sale at a certain point in the waiting line), and to be standing outside the house waiting for the doors to open. We are always within the first 20 people in the house, and usually the first group they let in the doors. 


Also occurring at an increasing rate is unadvertised pre-sales.  We often arrive at an estate sale, and the large ticket items are already marked "Sold".  How can this be, when we're the first people in the house, and often the first customers in any certain room of the house?  The answer is simple:  The individuals in charge of running a particular sale will often allow antique dealers, resale shops, etc., in before the advertised sale date, to make pre-sales.  I would have nothing negative to say about this practice IF they remove the pictures of the pre-sold items from the websites (www.estatesales.net , etc) so the public isn't misled into thinking these items are still available. Most of the regular estate sale shoppers find one or two items in the pictures of the estate sale listing that they are interested in, and that is the reason they drove to any one particular estate sale. If the item in the picture is no longer available, there is no other reason for the shopper to come to this estate sale, when he / she could have attended another sale with items present in which the shopper is interested. 


Anywho.... Mark and I arrive at this estate sale:


3906 Roundtable Ct.
Saint Louis, MO 63129


which is being held by this company:


Midas Touch Estate Sales
703 Dutch Mill Drive
Ballwin, MO 63011


One of the morals of this beloved story is "If you jack me up, I will not hesitate to bust you out using whatever means I find necessary, and any venues that I have available to me!"


The story continues....


So, we arrive at this sale.


Actually, I am looking for an acoustic piano to complete my musical instrument collection. Even though digital pianos are phenomenal, and I have several of them, I am seeking an acoustic piano to aid my daily 2 hour practice sessions.  An acoustic piano has elements associated with it (the touch / feel, sound, etc) that a digital piano can 'come close to reproducing', but when it really comes down to it, there is no substitute for an acoustic piano. If I play for a nursing home, school, church or other function, and they have an acoustic piano (and I am accustomed to playing even the best digital piano), it feels like you're wearing somebody else's shoes.  It will work, but not the best feeling you can have in the world, and not the best job you can do at the moment.


This digital piano (manufactured in 1998) is available for sale:








I know I can't be the only person sitting out here on this limb, but I know very well that the internet is an affordable, easy-to-use resource for information that is available to virtually anyone.  If you can afford today's cable TV, a cell phone, or a couple meals at a restaurant a month, then you can afford to use the internet as it was originally intended - for informational purposes.  The only excuse to not use this resource is either some lame attempt at gaining control over the people in your corner of the world (Another subject for another blog), or pure laziness.  Plain and simple - and nothing more to it. 


Before we attended this sale, I did a very quick internet search. You can do the same search using Bing, Alta Vista, Dogpile, Webcrawler, Google, Yahoo, or any other web search engine of your choice.


The *first* page of search results returned this website:


http://www.mypianofriends.com/i-am-looking-at-buying-a-roland-kr-75.-is-it-worth-1000-dol...-186454.html


Please find on that website the following paragraph (In reference to the Roland KR-75 digital piano listed in the ad for the estate sale):


"It is worth $1000, only if the original owner has already had the piano serviced to replace the known-issue with the keys splitting. I purchased one recently for $1100. The piano looked and sounded great on the exterior, and basically IS in great shape, except when one key went bad, upon repair we learned that all of the keys are split and this is a known issue. Roland would have repaired it at no cost for the original owner with the original proof of purchase, but we would have to pay full-price even though it is a known major defect.


If that hasn't been done, then I would suggest you get the original owner to do so before buying it, or have them reduce $500 to $600 off of the price because that is what it will cost you to repair the keys once the problem surfaces."


A second website says, "These keyboards were manufactured in 1998.  That is 13 years ago.  Since these keyboards are basically computers with piano keys attached, how much would you pay for a personal computer that is 13 years old?  The answer: Little to nothing.  Considering the known issues with the keys on these instrument (They will have to be replaced at your own cost), and the fact that this 'computer' is 13 years old, they are worth little to nothing. I certainly would not pay more than $300 for this instrument."


Michael speaking:  "These Roland keyboards have the old 3.5" floppy disk drives in them. They ARE MIDI compatible, but have no other way of hooking up to your computer other than through an antiquated system that today's computers no longer supports.  Knowing what I now know, and all things considered, if I tested the piano (and I did!), and all keys are playing as expected at this point (And they are!), I still would pay no more than $200 for this instrument, and even in that case, I wouldn't admit how much I payed to another person!"


How much are they asking for it, you ask?  $2,500!  Yes, $2,500!  Even on 'half-price day' - the last day of the sale - the price would be $1,250, which is still FIVE TIMES more than the maximum price of this keyboard should be.  I would shoot somebody at close range, and directly in the forehead if they paid $2,500, $1,250 and maybe even $250 for this piano! To quote Franken-Furter in "The Rocky Horror Picture Show", when he killed Meat Loaf in the walk in freezer (dusting his hands off), "What? It was a mercy killing, really!"


I know it is a free, enterprising country, and / or / but, folks need get off their lazy duffs, and do some homework before presenting themselves to the public.  Laziness (Sloth!) is not in the "Top 10" (Commandments), but it IS listed in the "Sub 7" (Deadly sins!)  Ignorance is no excuse.


The "Way over priced old digital piano" was strike one.


I was still doodling around with this piano when Mark made a quick sweep through the house. He was interested in these chairs, to go with our retro home:





Please remember - we were in the first group allowed in the house to shop when they opened the doors. 
As Mark relayed the story to me, these chairs had tags on them marked "Sold".  How is this possible that we were the first people in the house, and items were already sold?  These unscrupulous people held an unannounced pre-sale, and left the pictures of the merchandise that had been pre-sold on the website. These chairs were the **ONLY** reason Mark wanted to go to this sale. 


The moral of this story is that this sale was a general bust, from all points of view. These lazy-assed people didn't do their homework before trying to seriously rob people by overpricing virtual junk AND they had an unannounced pre-sale. 


Incidentally, the other sale that we went to this weekend also had items marked "Sold" due to a presale. HOWEVER, the proprietors did say on the website that they intended to sell antiques and large items on a pre-sale basis to those who are interested. OK.  Fair Game.  We were warned, and that is the way it should be listed. 


There are many people who run these estate sales that are as fair and square as they can be. The same can not be said for EVERYBODY running these sales. There are some individuals who will not hesitate to bring out their shady side.


The split second that Mark saw the "SOLD" sign on these chairs, he came up to me and said, "OK, I'm ready to go (leave the sale). They had an unannounced pre-sale.", and he headed for the door.  I didn't get past the first room of the house, and I followed him out the door.


We left the estate sale arena for the day, and I went to the Guitar Center to buy cables for some of my amps in my music room, and our weekly dietary splurge was at Haveli Indian Restaurant on Page Avenue:


http://havelistl.com/


and


http://havelistl.com/special_event.pdf


After a few plates of soul-satisfying Indian food
(and my Galub Jamun! http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Gulab_jamun),





we went to the Indian Bazaar just a few blocks down the street, owned by the same lady that owns the restaurant.  This is an Indian-Pakistani grocery and supply store. I bought another box of Garam Masala - a certain spice mix used regularly in Indian cooking.   I use this spice several times a week in my daily lunches.


Yes, dear readers. I got stiffed by some crooked people of this country, but I turned to the many bright colors, people and tastes of the rest of this world to take me to another place for a welcome reprieve. 
My Indians / Pakistani / Syrians - and many other nationalities - LOVE ME!


(and Midas Touch Estate Sales from the St. Louis area will screw you like there is no tomorrow, but depending on your point of view, that may or may not be a bad thing!


I know my readers are 'smarter than the average bear', and they have already figured out that I am sending a copy of this post to Midas Touch Estate Sales.


- Michael

Wednesday, June 1, 2011

My loot from the Gypsy Caravan Flea Market

(For current Gypsy Caravan info, please visit:
http://www.stlsymphony.org/gypsycaravan/
(There is a natural crescendo to these things, you know!  I have to make a couple rounds before I actually get this thing off the ground.)

When my body will allow me to do so, I occasionally ride a tour bicycle. Specifically, it is a 2007 REI Novara Randonee:



This photo is a stock photo of the Novara Randonee.   Before I took my bicycle out of the shop (the REI store - www.REI.com ), I had the professionals install my iBike cyclometer, the aerobars - so I can take a little nap while pedaling! - a front luggage rack, and an extra water bottle cage.  I also bought my BOB trailer and Ortleib pannier touring bags, and I had everything installed before I left the shop.  My $1,100 bicycle turned into a $6,000 bicycle.  Yes, I am name dropping with a vengeance.  The reason for this blatant name brand dropping is simple:  Considering the occasional exception, as the old adage goes, "You get what you pay for."  If you buy a cheap bicycle with cheap equipment, and you choose to ride it for any real distance, it **will** strand you in the most inopportune spot.  There is also a good chance that cell phone reception will be poor in the place that your bargain bicycle decided to call it quits. 

I put almost 4,000 miles on this bicycle, which includes crossing the state of Missouri back-and-forth via the Katy Trail, all or in part, 3 times.  Each trip is 511 miles, and I did a Century ride (100 miles) every weekend.  With the exception of normal maintenance, I have never had a break down.  The moral of this seemingly expensive, extravagant saga is this:  You will NEVER regret buying an item of considerable quality, even if it means spending more money than on the the economy version.  I guarantee you that you will be cursing like a well seasoned sailor when your economy equipment poops out, and you have to either pay more $$ yo have it repaired, or better yet, pay more $$ to buy better quality once the poor quality item gives up the ghost.  If you would allow yourself to do so, please think of it as this simple math equation:

       The Price of the inexpensive item   
+    The Price of the more expensive, higher quality item that you should have purchased in the first place  =       More money than if you would have just purchased the better quality item FIRST!

My point?  I will very happily spend more money for a better opportunity, a better experience, or a better item.  I'm worth it, plain and simple.

Back to my loot at the Gypsy Caravan Flea Market.

If you go to this Flea Market (held only on Memorial Day in the St. Louis area!), you have 2 choices to get in the door. 

1)  Pay the $20 fee and enter two hours before the tidal wave of shoppers - many thousands of people, actually!  The advantage is that you get to shop from 7:00 AM - 9:00 PM, and even though there are an increasingly higher number of individuals taking advantage of this opportunity each year, there is a really good chance that you will be the only person in a vendor's booth at that particular time. 

2) Pay $5 for "General admission" after 9:00 AM.  Even though parking is abundant, equally abundant are the number of shoppers. You will FIGHT for a parking space anywhere on the premises of UMSL, the college campus where this event is held.   If you didn't being along a 'little old lady shopping cart', anything that you purchase will become a heavy burden before you spend at least 2 hours walking through this event, and lugging your treasures back to your vehicle.  Also attached to this option is the added privilege of fighting 50 - 75,000 people to squeeze into the vendor's booths to do your bargain hunting.

Thank you, but "No, thank you!"  Each year, I am sitting in the parking lot in the best possible parking space of the entire venue at 6:30 AM.  I have my little granny shopping cart with me as I stand in line at 6:45 AM, waiting for the gates to open at 7:00 AM for the $20 "Early Bird Shopping Special".  My strategy is to do a quick, but thorough shopping spree, and to be through all $500 vendor booths before General Admission is allowed in the gates at 9:00 AM.  Only by a margin of a couple minutes each year, I have accomplished this task. 

I also have utilize the "Let It Ride" principle, as follows:  "If I see an item on my 'first pass' that I absolutely cannot life without, I will buy it on the spot.  Since I have a readily identifiable look, the vendors will happily mark an item as sold, and put it in the back of their booth if it is too heavy for you to carry around.  You can then come back and pick it up on your way out, or you can put it in your little cart and take it with you.  **IF** you find an item that you are interested in, but you can 'live without it', you can "Let It Ride".   You can finish your shopping speed round, and come back to see if the item is still there on your second, slower, more deliberate shopping pass. If the item is there, it was meant to be - buy it!  IF it wasn't meant to be, somebody snatched it up before you returned to the vendor.  The major rule of this little game is that you gamble only with what you can afford to lose.  If the item is something that you have been looking forever, and the deal is great - GET IT NOW. If not, "Let it Ride!"  I played this little game with several items that I had my eye on at this past Gypsy Caravan (and any and all other Flea Markets that I attend).

I noted a Fender Amplifier for $24:
 
 


This little amp would be perfect for my vintage 1966 Wurlitzer electric (not electronic!) piano.  I saw this amp at the FIRST booth - out of 500! I decided to 'Let It Ride'.  I shopped two more booths, and lo and behold, the 'vintage lady' was there!  She sells mid-Century (1950's - 1970's) decor.  I am looking for another lamp for my vintage house - a hanging spaghetti lamp for $40:



I decided to "Let It Ride", and come back for it later. 

Because I hate suspense, I must tell you that when I returned for the amp, the lady in the booth whispered to me, "A gentleman was just looking at that amp, and he said he would be back in a couple minutes for it, but since you were here at 7:00 AM, and 'first come, first serve', I will sell it to you!"  Two seconds later, I learned that the older gentleman that also held an interest in this amp was standing right behind me!  I beat him to it by 2 seconds!

The lamp:  Somebody had beat me BACK to the lamp by just a couple minutes!  See how it works?  If you play "Let It Ride", you will win some, and you will lose some.  Never gamble with items that you do not want to lose!

H O W E V E R . . . .

I found yet another Hammond clock at a vendor's booth.  The motor turned easily when cranked with the the fly wheel knob on the back, but it had no electrical cord, and would need to be rewired.  The gentleman had $8 on the clock, and I already had 2 of these models (The Chronmaster from Hammond):



Because I couldn't help myself, I told the shopkeep the story of how the Hammond clock was the predecessor of the Hammond organ, and the Hammond organ was invented from the principle of the clock, and that they (Hammond clocks) were made from 1928 - 1941.  They are collectible, but on average, they are not very valuable. The only exception to this rule is the "Gergory Clock", which is an art deco calendar clock from Hammond:



Designer / Decorator Christopher Lowell once redecorated a room, and placed this particular model of Hammond clock on the mantel of the fireplace in the room he redecorated.  Within 15 minutes of that show running, this clock shot up to $600 on eBay!  Since that time, the price has fallen back down to $30 - 60, depending on the day and the market. 

Anywho.... I told the shopkeep the story of THIS particular model of Hammond clock, and I continued down the row of vendor's booths.  I was out of this man's booth by about 30 seconds when I ran into THIS clock at a booth. The price:  $5 !  I already have one of these models, but for $5, I had to have TWO!  SOLD!  No "Let It Ride."  I bought it immediately.  Of course, I took the clock back to guy #1 to show him the clock that I had just spun the Christopher Lowell story about.  He said, "What are the chances of you telling me that story, and 30 seconds later, finding that same clock in the next booth?"  What a quinkie dink!

My next purchase:
A bundle of socks for $5 from the "Sock Lady".  Everybody that goes regularly to the Wentzville (MO) Flea Market on Sunday morning  - EARLY - and everybody that goes to the Gypsy Caravan Flea Market knows the 'sock lady'. She's an icon. 

I also bought some gardening tools - a trowel, a weed puller and a small rake.  They are all metal, and I paid $1 for the package.  I use these little tools all season long.

I also bought a Steve Winwood CD ("Roll With It") and a David Bowie CD - $4 each.  That was a bit steep for CDs at a flea market, but I wanted the songs on the CDs, and I didn't feel like low balling the guy.

Unless I believe that an item is seriously over priced, I don't talk the vendor's down, or low ball them.  I paid $350 for a Hammond E-100 / Leslie 122 combo that is worth $3,500.  I know people that would try to talk them down to $250, and if they couldn't get the set for $250, they would walk away from the deal!  I quickly handed the lady the $350, and told her "Have a nice day!"  For many shoppers, the fun is all in the deal, and doesn't necessarily have anything to do with the item in question.  As I have stated many times in the past, "People are not my hobby!  I have other hobbies, and none of them relies on people to function."  I do not gain status, prestige or a higher position by taking advantage of another person, and the sauce for the goose is as good as sauce for the gander.  People who try to take advantage of me are in for a rude awakening after having attempted such a fiasco!

I paid $5 for a memory!  I can't say that I have a lot of happy memories from my childhood. If you know where I came from, and you are honest with me and yourself, you would agree.  The retro "melted popcorn decorations" were a memory from my childhood that I cherish.  I got the "Raggedy Ann and Andy" melted popcorn decorations for $5!  They're going on the wall in my office:




My last purchase was an item that I have been waiting 6 months for!  I don't often eat 'fair food', but there are a couple guilty pleasures that I allow myself.  I love the forearm-sized corn dogs from "Elvis' Place".  These people are a huge food vendor that set up at the Gypsy Caravan Flea Market and the Great Forest Park Balloon Race, and a couple other local venues.  ONE corn dog is all you need! 

To paraphrase: "One man's junk is his loss!"

- Michael