Homage to um... whatever...

Two photos that struck me as entertaining in one way or another...





... both for entirely different reasons, the minutiae of which I choose not to go into presently...

1950's Atomic Ranch House Blog!!

I love this guy's blog... to be perfectly honest, I don't really read all that much of his posts, as I am more interested in the visual aspects of his interest in 1950's atomic style.





He seems to be more interested in actual 1950s memorabilia and the like, whereas I'm all about the look and the (affordable) recreation thereof... but he's still quite the inspiration, all the same!

Facebook stalking produced tears...

... and it was someone I didn't even know: I was just browsing his pics and BAM... I shed a tear at this photo...Ugh... I hate being such an emotional little bitch...

Utter randomness....

... merely to save some photos I found interesting.

First off, we have this photo which I believe was from the twenties... looks like Miss Gaga is not really the first to debut the "holy crap what is she wearing on her head" style...And also, Daft Punk! The two guys who make up Daft Punk! SANS their futuristic masks...


Guy-Manuel de Homem-Christo and Thomas Bangalter are freakin' hot! And that's about the extent of my creativity, insight, and interest today.

Mason Cash Stoneware

Oh me, oh my... to be among the wonderful cooks (the aforementioned Two Fat Ladies, Nigella, Gordon Ramsey, whoever the hell he is...) who utilize Mason Cash...

Why must import fees be so hefty?! For these and for Jennifer and Clarissa's other stoneware of choice, Cornish Blue?

(Sigh...) Perhaps someday...

Two Fat Ladies

I love the Two Fat Ladies Cooking Show... for myriad reasons, but I will be brief in predicating why I find them profound.


What are they? They are (or rather were... rest in peace, Jennifer Paterson, who died four days before my birthday in 1999) just what they say they are: two fat ladies... a rarity, I feel, to find someone who is honest about who they are. They were older, not the Polaroid of perfection when it came to looks, and - indeed - rather portly. But they were happy

They were never without a joke, or a snipe, or a song... they were always ready to utilize the greatest of their talents to provide for others (and yes, I realize they were cooking for people on a 'show', but it is hard to argue that the folks in the show were not in turn enjoying the food that was indeed prepared for them). They were everything the world tells me and countless others we should not be... and yet there they were: still cooking. What lesson might I learn from this? What indeed...

Heaven bless you both, Jennifer Paterson and Clarissa Dickson-Wright (who's name is actually quite a bit longer than that...) Happiness finds of its own accord those who feel no great need to seek it.