kilocycles.

in a feeble attempt to begin emptying the parlor to make way for a bedroom, i moved my granny's old stereo cabinet out and into the dining room. sadly, the guts of the old radio and turntable were long ago removed (not by me, of course!), so atop it i placed a new old-ish looking stereo. it's not the greatest stereo in the world but it plays records, cds, tapes, radio (duh), and even has a place to plug in your auxiliary noise makers (i.e. iPhones w/ pandora app.) and it suits the aesthetic of the haus and aesthetics are really what counts, right? so for those reasons, it's really a great stereo, at least for me. some people like loud, booming, crisp, clear sounds. me? i simply prefer the ability to play old scratchy records while i do housewerk.


obviously, the cabinet has seen better days. i used to not be so good at taking care of things. mostly because i was young and drunk and obsessed with moving across the country and into condemned 100 year old hauses. anyway, even though the guts are gone the face of the old radio remains:

and it is awesome.

kilocycles? megacycles? sounds industrial and steampunk and ratchety and like a culmination of all the strange and curious things i adore. shortwave radio, bitches!

it has occurred to me that i have been lax at recording my adventures over the last few months. i've been to wimberley twice and took a road trip to warrenton with the lovely and always enchanting Angeliska. we had a really fun afternoon junkin and chattin and eating yummy sammiches from an old airstream trailer. i saw a baby possum, too! it was wee and just ambled across my path in broad daylight like nothing doing. maybe it was a sign, a spirit animal perhaps? anyway, my mind was sort of reeling for the next couple days because of the ease in which angel and i clicked. i knew her through the interwebs for years and years...all the way back to my savannah days! and one day lee saw me reading her musings on the computer and proclaimed that he had known her in person several years before we were married. we finally met face to face a few years ago in Uncommon Objects, that holiest of holy junkin jaunts and now it feels to me like we've known each other forever and ever.

i need to photograph my junk findings...this most recent wimberley jaunt i came home with two old bumbershoots....a 1930s red and pink number and (gasp!) an edwardian mourning umbersol, both purchased for about $5 each. score! also, tiny tin-type photographs for jewelry makin, rhinestone festoonery, bits and bobs and scraps of old lace, and other things i can't recall at the moment.

la la la. i just added a few more skellyton keys to le shop along with a couple more long walk home necklaces, too.

that is all for today. i am waaaaay behind on my renegade preparation schedule. i need some serious motivation. and perhaps some turkish coffee, as well. be well!

xo
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