Trash Tuesday: Where Getting it Cheap is Part of the Esthetic #10
by Pasadena Adjacent
I wouldn’t be caught dead without my fully loaded Jericho 941.
This curbside treasure was imported to the US as the “Baby Eagle”. The Jericho 941 is a high-capacity 9mm automatic with the addition of a slide-mounted safety/decocker. It was designed to duplicate the reduced power police loading of the .41 Magnum. The Jericho 941 is the preferred service pistol of the Israeli Security Forces (and me).
I sleep with it under my pillow.
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I remember a twinge of excitement when I saw this gun laying on the ground, but nothing else. It’s exact location remains in the deep folds of my cerebral cortex. The blanket the gun sits on is a German Town Navaho sampler that I didn’t find in the trash.
http://www.oakcreekindianart.com/germantown-rugs-blankets-samplers.php
I got your Jerico 9 fity bitty right here lady.
“Even when the violence isn’t against a sexual rival, it often boils down to a sexual competition. A trivial dust up may escalate until one man kills another to ‘save face’–to earn the sort of raw respect that, in the ancestral environment, could have raised status and brought sexual rewards….An un married man between 24 and 35 years of age is about 3 times more likely to murder another male as is a married man the same age.”
Robert Wright, The Moral Anamal.
Stir the pot.
To the untrained eye, the weapon appears to be wooden and the only danger is getting a splinter, but could this ersatz pistol have been created in the prison wood shop and used by some dangerous criminal mastermind to aid in escaping? Is there an escaped con lurking about? Is it a real gub (see Woody Allen’s Take the Money and Run–bank scene) disguised as as a wooden toy in order to perpetrate some unspeakable atrocity? Could it be made of a bar of prison soap and cleverly painted to resemble woodgrain? Too many questions. Nice rug. PS to Chef: more exposition about oak-overload on the way. Thank you PA for the forum.
I was more intrigued by the rug. My brother is a big collector in San Diego and is always finding rare items and making a small fortune doing it.
As for the gun, it reminds me of the wooden guns my grandpa used to create for us when I was a kid in the ’50s. It’s politically incorrect now, but it was commonplace then for kids to have toy guns. Playing cops and robbers or cowboys and indians kept us entertained for hours on end!
Under your pillow next to the lavender sachet.
I would have never thought you capable of such potential violence. I’m impressed.
My last try – I can’t tell if this is getting through or not – frustated – breathing heavily – click this and follow the instructions or you’ll never see Beckman Auditorium again.
Walter the Chef:..um, does it come gift wrapped?
D: you’ve really thought about this. I just scanned the net in search of a gun whose shape resembled mine. Cut and paste. You’re giving my a-moral side ideas.
Anne: this is why I don’t have children. Because I’d give them wooden guns and teach them to fix the toilet. Child protective services would be at my doorstep.
AH: howd ya know?
John E.: I can be impressive, but not today
David Ocker: Is this anyway to treat a “blogger buddy”?
I do sort of enjoy the idea of going over to “Glimpses of South Pasadena” or “Pasadena Daily Photo” and tagging their crew. I suffer from comment envy. That’s all your going to get out of me. Maybe one more thing… my Grandmother’s clan is from Sioux Center and Strawberry point.
Gentle Readers: do visit the fabulous Pasadena Composer David Ocher over at mixed meters. You’ll have an opportunity to listen to his work (he’ll show you his but I’m not showing you mine: it’s my source material)
http://meters-mixed.blogspot.com/
It’s the quality of comments, not always the quantity.
True. I have issues.
Ditto Miss H about the quality of the comments. Some food blogs I follow get dozens of comments that say the same thing – variations of “This looks good.” What a snooze.
Your commenters, on the other hand, are so witty that I sometimes don’t comment because I feel I can’t match them. But that’s not what it’s about either.
BTW, I love the rug. (I know – I just left the equivalent of the “looks good” comment.)
Hey! What does it shoot? Wooden nickels? Are there grammar cops in space? Is a Pope still a Pope even in the shower?
Susan, your words are a soothing balm of honey to my sack of ticks. I unfortunately suffer from the “more is more” syndrome. I’m slowly moving past this psychological disorder through the help of ant therapy. Millions have invaded my house. It’s helping me to except the concept of “less is best”. Happy hearts and rainbows await me! and I do have the best commentors (and your one of them toots).
MK O’Looney: am I sensing a little competition with the other Mary? You are inclined towards bouts of envy. It’s so unattractive.
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