Okay, in the latest round of blogger meme’s, I’ve been tagged by Ane Mulligan, Kelly Klepfer, and Becky Miller. Gee, thanks ladies. I usually don’t mind being a party pooper, but seeing these gals are especially charming, I spurned the role of curmudgeon to appease my pals. So, in order of their randomness. . .
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- In 7th grade, I wrote and directed a stage play that was performed for several hundred people. Of course, my best friend was the star. But, like Paris Hilton, I could not broker my fame for freedom. Thus. . .
- I spent one night in jail.
- When I was a kid, I captured a gopher, put it in a jar, and filled the jar with bleach. It liquefied the animal, bones and all. I think a piece of my soul died that day.
- I like to refinish and decorate old furniture. (See pics below) It’s amazing what you can find at yard sales, and what a little love and sandpaper can do.
- I cried during Homeward Bound and, for that reason, seldom subject myself to “dog movies.” Why is it they always have to die?
- I keep a plaster skull on my desk that I’ve named Carswell.
- While camping, my kids came upon a rattlesnake and killed it. They brought it back to camp and I skinned it and roasted it in some foil. It tasted just like chicken.
- I am currently researching vortexes — which is pronounced vor- tuh – seez. I believe there is one in my closet because it’s constantly chaotic and disorderly.
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From top to bottom: A sewing table, one of two I’ve painted. It’s distressed and the clouds and sun are crackled over black. I’ve got a thing for antiquarian suns and different shades of green. Then there’s a wardrobe I bought dirt cheap at an estate sale. It’s lined with redwood slats and has a cool secret compartment. I converted it to a hutch, as you can see. The borders are lightly sponged and an angel is on each side. Below that is an end / magazine-type table that I had since I was a kid. I was experimenting with bird pics and exotic flowers, however this table is more psychedelia than anything. After that, a desk that Lisa adopted as her own. I love the color combination on this: a color-washed cream accented by olive drawers, maroon flowers, and raw umber. Last, is another sewing table. This one still has the sewing machine inside. I love the oblong, semi-octagonal shape. More greens here, only this is lightly washed with a mahogony stain.
You just put me through quite a roller coaster of impressions.
First, I LOVE, LOVE, LOVE that furniture! Wow. So whimsical. You’re awesome.
In other news, the gopher thing turned my stomach. And the snake. Gag.
Funny story about Homeward Bound. George took the kids to see it in the theater when Luke was four. Luke sat in his lap, and when it looked like Shadow wouldn’t make it back, Luke started weeping. Great big heaving sobs. This, in turn, made George cry. Of course Shadow returned, the movie ended, and the lights came up. There sat George all red faced with tears on his cheeks. He was rather embarrassed by the looks he got on the way out.
a night in jail? only one? for the bleach? LOLOLOL!!!!!!!
i LOVE your work … i also love to do that kinda stuff, too, but i don’t have as much time right now as i’d like. i love finding great pieces of furniture at great prices like this … and i love the shape of that sewing table!
Grossly male – liquifying a gopher, but so Duran. ;o)
And I loved the furniture, Mike! Tres cool!
Wow, Mike,
You are truly an artist. I’m not going to ask if this is a Red Violin with gopher juice kind of thing. What you’ve done looks great. Very, very cool.
I just painted a chunk o doodoo toss away table with our families favorite verses and distressed it. Looks cool. Someday I may take a picture of it.
I hate dog movies for just that reason!!!! I cried at the stupid previews for 8 Below. And I had a love/hate obsession with Lassie.
Thanks for playing. You’re the best – a little sick – but the best.
Well, not a movie that I know of, though it should be … the all time bext/worst dog book, in my opinion is Where the Red Fern Grows. Talk about sad …
Thanks for playing, Mike. I think it’s a great kick to learn more about our blogger friends by seeing something out of the norm. Since you blog about whatever is on your mind, I think I know you better than most, but still learned some interesting tidbits.
Becky
In my high school youth group, I wrote a play called Gilligan’s Island Gets Converted, in which missionaries crash on the island. We started rehearsals, but my leadership skills were somewhat like those of Charlie Brown and the whole thing fell apart.
Last night I watched the movie Mulholland Dr. I’m confused, perplexed, and disturbed. Does that mean it was good?
Love the furniture, am with ya on the animal movies – I soaked my husband’s shirt during Two Brothers and Duma and refused to try Eight Below – and lost breakfast over the snake thing. Thanks for that image.
Homeward Bound ruined you? Then definitly don’t see “My Dog Skip.”
My mom took us years ago to see it, and Mercy & I left the theater sobbing. Needless to say I no longer will watch movies with dogs, because yes, they always die.