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Splashing out

Today begins Woolworth’s last, agonal 50% off sale. Or, I should say “50%” off sale. The signs blare ALL STOCK 50% OFF and, in tiny letters halfway, “up to.”

Our local Woolies is crap in good times, so we took a drive to a posher neighborhood. It also was crap, but in a posher neighborhood. I’d estimate most things were discounted by ten percent, making them a slightly less attractive bargain than the markdown bin in the supermarket. But with crazy people and very, very long lines. Still, I got a few things. Needle and thread. Clothes brush.

And this item, which floats around in the bath and displays the water temperature in degrees C and F. Now I can finally learn metric degrees, while simultaneously discovering if the water is really 200ºF by the Weaselfeets and 40ºF behind Weaselass Dam.

Uncle B says I could just feel with my hand, but That Would Not be Science.

Happy Friday, you poor ol’ working stiffs! Today is the 75th anniversary of the end of Prohibition — cheers!


Comment from surly ermine
Time: December 5, 2008, 8:55 pm

HOLY CRAP STOATY! I just looked at the pics of your new abode, beautiful! You’ll be a weasely version of Beatrix Potter. And Peter thought Mr. Macgregor was dangerous. Yeh, I admit it, I like Beatrix Potter so wha?

End of prohibition eh? Now where’s that Maker’s Mark……

Comment from Mrs. Peel
Time: December 5, 2008, 8:58 pm

hahahaha. I have the same problem with my feetsies, Weas.

Comment from S. Weasel
Time: December 5, 2008, 9:01 pm

Heh. I never liked Beatrix Potter until I saw some of her originals, which were lovely. You know they were the same size as the book illustrations?

Badger Cottage is funky in spots…we’ve got the usual ‘new house’ problems, only multiplied by the fact it’s a VERY FUCKING OLD new house, and the law dictates what we can and cannot do to it. But it’s not a money pit — the owner before us took care of the worst of it.

I liked your Plague Doctor, Surly. I’ve forgotten the story on those long-snouted masks — was it aromatics in the beak? — but they really did wear them.

The Black Death is my favorite pandemic!

Comment from Uncle Badger
Time: December 5, 2008, 9:04 pm

Her Ladyship is quite partial to Beatrix Potter’s work and a couple of years ago we went to an exhibition of it.

It was good – but nothing will supplant the impact of the Arthur Rackham exhibition we went to a couple of years before that. Badger House is surrounded by Rackhamesque scenery. It’s one of the reasons we are so spellbound.


Comment from surly ermine
Time: December 5, 2008, 9:16 pm

Rackham is a god. I grab up everything I can find of his work. I’m especially partial to his “Wind in the Willows”. Shepard is fine but I think Rackham’s characters are tops.

Have you seen his Undine?

Comment from Uncle Badger
Time: December 5, 2008, 9:56 pm

I have to agree about Rackham, surly ermine: absolutely magical (quite literally so!)

I think possibly my favourite of all his illustrations is the following – but I’m damned if I can find any better version of it online than this http://childrenart.nobody.jp/img/Rackham.jpg which does it no justice at all.

One of my most enjoyable Adventures With A Weasel, was when we went to an exhibition of the work of W. Heath Robinson.

HR is, to a Brit, immediately recognisable. Everyone has heard of him, though not for his fairy tale art (which is sublime) but the fact that he created the most amazing contraptions and machines (often with satirical intentions) and so successfully so that his name has entered the language. People here still say, ‘That’s a pretty Heath Robinson contraption – it’ll never work’.

I believe Rube Goldberg is his very close equivalent in the USA.

This renown was very good, I’m sure, for HR’s career, but it has buried his other work. Bringing that to my attention was one of the many debts I owe old stoaty.

Comment from S. Weasel
Time: December 5, 2008, 10:03 pm

This is the most Rackham-y landscape you can imagine, Surly. It looks JUST like Rackham…and, in nice weather, those illustrations Tolkien did for the Hobbit. Both men lived North of here (we’re along the South coast, Rackham was in London, Tolkien was in Oxford), but the resemblance is startling. Every day.

Comment from surly ermine
Time: December 5, 2008, 10:27 pm

I’m interested to see what affect your new environment has on your art Weas. Badger, what is your creative outlet?

The wife is an avid Tolkien reader. Looking at the bookshelf, I’m beginning to believe we are misplaced Brits.

Comment from nbpundit
Time: December 5, 2008, 10:42 pm

Since there’s drooling going on about the magick of amazing
art, you should check out the American one. Dale Turbush.


His paint brush is filled with magic and light.

Comment from Uncle Badger
Time: December 5, 2008, 10:53 pm

My creative outlet, Surly Ermine?

Umm… I look after the woodburner? 😉

Comment from Jill
Time: December 5, 2008, 11:46 pm

The 75th anniversary? Holy crap…I knew there was a good reason I went to the bar and got shit-faced tonight…


Comment from Scott Jacobs
Time: December 6, 2008, 10:31 pm

Forgive the slight threadjack, but I just figured out the REAL reason you moved to the UK.

Comment from scubafreak
Time: December 7, 2008, 1:13 am

Hmm. Thanks SJ. Nice to see that the loonie Nutroots Left is as low class as ever…….

Comment from S. Weasel
Time: December 7, 2008, 6:28 am

Not yet, Scott. I did try to accelerate my move when I thought I had cancer. They give heroin in the hospices here. I had mine all picked out; it was right on the sea and everything.

As it turned out, that shadow on my lung was small and benign. Possible evidence I had been exposed to TB at some point in my life.

“Have you ever lived in a third world country?” my doctor asked.

“Just art school,” I said. Though “just Tennessee” would have worked equally well.

Comment from Tennessee
Time: December 7, 2008, 1:32 pm

Hey now! There’s no call for that kind of remark Missy!

Comment from S. Weasel
Time: December 7, 2008, 2:12 pm

Hey, Scuba — how is Himself doing without his googlies?

Comment from MCPO Airdale
Time: December 7, 2008, 3:42 pm

. . . and so I quit the Police Department
And got myself a steady job
Though she tried her best to help me
She could steal
But she could not rob

Comment from scubafreak
Time: December 7, 2008, 3:42 pm

Well, he’s still got good drugs for the moment, but whenever he lifts his tail, it’s like looking at the California Raisins. I keep expecting them to start singing “I heard in through the grapevine…”

btw, pics on route

Comment from S. Weasel
Time: December 7, 2008, 5:09 pm

Yargh, Scuba! Hahaha…I’m SO not posting pictures of Schroedinger nursing at your manly underarms. In fact, I wish I could give my visual cortex a little scrub…

Damien had the same habit, but he didn’t specialize in pits.

Comment from S. Weasel
Time: December 7, 2008, 7:20 pm

Boo! Hiss! I just had a bath, and my floating ladybug bath thermometer DOES NOT WORK. I mean, geez — it’s just one of those temperature strips. How could it be go bust? But it is.

Stupid Woof-woofs.

Comment from scubafreak
Time: December 7, 2008, 9:24 pm

ROFLMAO…… Frankely Stoatie, I wouldn’t either. I have no idea why he zero’s in on that same spot every single time he feels picked on, but he does. I almost always push him away, but then I usually wake up in the middle of the night with sharp little claws kneading my armpit and a soft, DETERMINED slurp slurp sound coming out from under the blanket…..

I guess it’s like Jeff Foxworthy said. Theres something about that spt that makes him think “Num-Nums”

I finally decided that it might be amusing to get a pic of him doing it………

Comment from Dave in Texas
Time: December 7, 2008, 10:17 pm

metric is for pussies!

ha! we totally fucked the world on that, pretending to give a shit about it when I was in school.


Comment from S. Weasel
Time: December 8, 2008, 6:28 am

It’s true, Dave (and may I say, you don’t seem all THAT howling drunk off your ass this evening). When I was in Middle School, they were so certain we were about to switch, metric is all they taught us. (Eh. I went to a very liberal K-12). As a result, neither metric nor imperial comes naturally to me.

I think in points and picas, like a good artard.

Comment from Sarah D.
Time: December 8, 2008, 10:21 am

I got caught in that metric craze too, so that’s what I use. I wonder if I can get some sort of reparations?

Comment from JuliaM
Time: December 9, 2008, 1:54 am

“Just art school,” I said. Though “just Tennessee” would have worked equally well.”

Aww, why the down on Tennessee? I just learnt it can’t be equalled in the outstanding natural beauty of its prostitutes…


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