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Orson Welles, 1937

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Well… Here I am again. McCarren Park Pool. More for the fact that it’s going to be the last concert than the band this time (Sonic Youth is totally respectable they’ve just never been my cup of tea)

And guess what? It’s threatening to rain again!

What can you do? I’ve got nothing to say but it’s okay. :)

Anyway, you should check out more about the Pool when you get a chance. It’s had a pretty amazing history. And they’re now trying to revive its former glory. We’ll have to wait and see how that goes..

So after the show, I was walking back through Brooklyn and came across this amazing antiques store called Junk.

I have never felt lust for furniture before. But I guess there’s a first time for everything.

It wasn’t even that they had anything particularly mind-blowing. Or maybe it felt like everything they had was nibs-bowing. I’m not sure.

What I can definitely tell you is that i’ve never felt that strong a nesting impulse before. The overwhelming desire to buy an old loft way off the beaten pathname furnish it entirely with cheap, worn out, mismatching antiques.

God. Is this what it’s like to be a hipster?

For some reason this morning I was thinking about some of the old toys I had as a kid.  Sure there were the Transformers and the Gobots.  He-Man.

I think my favorites, though, were the construction toys.  Of which only Leggos stood the test of time, it seems.

But does anyone else remember Capsela? or Construx?

I honestly don’t think I ever knew quite what to do with Capsela — they seemed like they would’ve been awesome things to play with if you were near a large body of water.  Or you like to take a lot of baths.  Neither of which applied to me.  Still.  Pretty cool.

But I definitely remember liking Construx.  They were sort of like a modern version of an Erector Set.  Without the rust.  Simple, extensible.  Lots of fun.  Creative options galore.

And now they’re listed on eBay as ‘Vintage’.  These are the problems that start occuring when one turns 30, I guess…