The Vintage Reader

Every once in a while I find a blog that reminds me that there was a time, pre-motherhood, when I used to actually READ VINTAGE BOOKS and POST ABOUT THEM. I love it when this happens, FWIW, even though it makes me feel guilty as hell for letting my blog slip into Nostalgialand.

I don't know how I've missed finding Jart in My Head before, but now that I have, I feel the undeniable urge to go do some vintage reading and dig out the scanner. Right after I spend the rest of the evening reading her archives, post by post.

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Kristin Chenoweth and Ellen Greene singing "Birdhouse in Your Soul" on Pushing Daisies. Wow.

Somehow over the last 12 hours I have become obsessed with this. I actually drove all the hell and back to the Super Target that's practically in the next county just to see if they had it in stock (they didn't).

I don't know what this obsession stems from. It's not fast or powerful, or of particularly high quality. But for some reason, it makes me happy. There's also this one, which is cuter, but is even LESS powerful and doesn't make buttonholes, which is a deal killer. But it makes me happy too. I can see myself using one of these at the dining room table, whipping up a furry costume for the Vintage Toddler, making aprons for Tie One On, maybe doing some crazy rick-rack placemats.

The thing is, this is not the first time I've seen this. I've known about it for a while. So I'm not sure why it is that just this morning at around 9 a.m. I suddenly developed this anguished yearning for a Hello Kitty sewing machine. But there it is.

Lucas planning 'Star Wars' TV series - CNN.com

Hmm. I'm picturing Wings set in the Mos Eisley cantina. But I could be wrong.

S'pose he'll digitally alter Season One before it comes out on DVD?

Every once in a while, "LOL" really is laugh-out-loud funny.