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Transcendent Man
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- Written by: Rod Boyle
- Category: Film
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I grew tired of waiting for it to come and so downloaded it for the boy and I to watch.
Excellent, brilliant ideas, and whether you agree with it or not there's much food for thought. A shame we couldn't see it in the theater....
Link: Transcendent Man
The Last Tuesday Society
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- Written by: Rod Boyle
- Category: Link of the day
- Hits: 1430
I have no explanation that will do it justice, so you'll just have to follow the link and let them explain themselves...
Link: The Last Tuesday Society
Bill Cunningham New York
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- Written by: Rod Boyle
- Category: Film
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For IFN tonight it's a documentary about Bill Cunningham - Fashion Photographer for the NY Times (and other publications).
Charming, engaging, a wonderful subject for a documentary - at 81 years old still riding about New York on his bicycle snapping pictures of people - styles, outfits that he thinks are worthwhile.
Out of our box and well worth seeing.
Garage Sales - Week 5 - 2011
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- Written by: Rod Boyle
- Category: Miscellany
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Friday morning and it's pouring, I'm up early before work and on my way to the first stop - the Lighthouse Church in the old Women in Need on Horton Road. It promises great things, I haven't been there forever....
Outside it's a deluge, it's impossible to get motivated in this. All week, raining, pouring....
The wiper blades on the car, they're in need of replacing, have to remember this for the next servicing.
At the church, (not a church so much as a small bay) an assortment of antique tools, some electronics, tools, miscellaneous rubbish. I search, some small things, nothing big. Dealers.
Then back into the rain, home and work.
Saturday morning and the rain has stopped - there's a "parade" as part of the Richmond/Knob Hill community clean up, driving about the neighborhood at 8:00 it's not yet started, I find one, kid's stuff...
From here over to Scarboro, which is having it's annual parade of garage sales, a couple of walking sticks, picture frame, artist's palette, other small and useless treasures, it's not as good as it's been in past years - where the entire neighborhood was set up on their lawn, this year there's only a few houses and they're all several blocks apart.
And I'm missing treasures. At one, a giant stuffed pheasant perched on a log, Ju-ju dealer lady (English and covered with the sort of bad-handmade tattoos that make you think she either did them herself or did time in prison) sweeps in and picks it up for fifty cents...
I'm annoyed.
Now, really, if I wanted or needed the stuffed pheasant I should have asked, but it's one of those things you need to think about - yes, I need it, but what for exactly...?
But now that she's purchased it I decide that I wanted it very badly, I mean, fifty cents? How do you go wrong? And I think of all the things I could have done with it. Made it a perch upon my shoulder. Or there's this waitress at work, and it would look amazing perched in her hair....
And again, another sale, electric guitar, case, stand, amp, good condition, $75.00, while I'm debating a dealer sweeps in and takes the lot for $50.00.
I'm really annoyed, not that I needed a guitar, but for the boy (and he doesn't need another one either....) - but it's the PRINCIPAL, the PRINCIPAL...
This is how the day goes, treasures stealing away from under my nose, there are some good things - furniture, coffee tables, couches, other things, good, but nothing I need or desperately want, I think - week 5 and all, that I must be getting saturated.
And all the way home, stopping, finding things that I talk myself out of purchasing, plant pots, plastic organizers, video games, some days are like this.
This is it. Week 5 of garage saling, more or less a bust.
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