CSI: or Trash Tuesday #11, Where Getting it Cheap is Part of the Esthetic pg.04
by Pasadena Adjacent
Was it a dream, was it real, was I the new “Whore of Babalon” ? I awoke feeling sick to my stomache “Oh Nooo! I can’t be impregnated with the love child of Jack Parsons“. Once the tears had dried, I looked up from my bed and there it was, hovering above me. A mid-century Sputnik Chandelier. A reminder of our shared afternoon of gentle probing. I found a small note attached. It said “Dearest Whore, I found this curbside beauty on Church Street in Highland Park. The cloud bulbs are from the 99 Cent store down on York Blvd. Sweet dreams toots, your Lord and Master, Jack”
crap
My love letter from Master Jack
Special thanks to Team Research over at the Miss Havisham’s Tea Party for wrestling my love note from me before I was able to rip it up and throw it into the fires of hell.
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Beam me up Scotty?
I’m sure it’s all true because I’ve often said you’re quite a mutha. Hope the baby has your eyes and Jack’s impressive bustline.
They say that if you don’t have an FBI file, you’re doing it wrong.
Have you read City of Quartz by Mike Davis? If not, you should. I’m looking into joining the Thelma’s myself. I hear they gather yearly at J.P.L. Scientific types tend to lean towards “kinky”.
LOVE that chandelier!!
If you want my colorful CDs, let me know!! http://www.kchristieh.com/blog/?p=1147
All I can think of is that if instead Jack Parsons it was Ewan McGregor, he wouldn’t be wearing pants, and would be covered in glitter.
Jack Parsons was like Fabio with a big brain. Gee – I’d have wanted to have his love child too, even if it meant getting perverse in an Orange Grove manse.
Love the chandelier – what a find! – & the little “sky-bulbs”, & York Blvd & even Wright-Patt – good place for airplanes & Air Force engineering talent. Back in the day (http://www.nytimes.com/2007/05/20/magazine/20wwln-safire-t.html?pagewanted=print), 99-cent store was a Safeway(?) and the new Green market + more was a Thrifty where Annie & I would stop on the walk to Burbank for something or other IF we had any money. Did you ever see old Burbank Jr Hi. building? – it was absolutely beautiful – I sure wished they’d saved that building. At least Marshall High was saved – could it of been the neighborhood, or did Hollywood have something to do with it? Sorry – I’m got off on a nostalgia tangent again. Glad to have you back from your abduction.
A fixture from the movie, “Sleeper”.
Oh God, Elaine. Oh my.
I’m doing it right!
Earth Girls Are Easy.
I saw Fabio in Santa Monica once. He looked like himself.
AH: I noticed too. There’s an Oscar Wilde quote in this somewhere.
Vanda: Scotty’s hot! Ewan’s not (at least not for me in that particular film) I loved “New York Doll” on Netflik. My top ten list.
Elaine: You’d have one if you hadn’t learned to type
John E: Parts of it. Mr Davis is a Fontana boy, a respectable place to land.
Kathy H: bring in a glue gun and you have yourself a wreath. It would look swell with my silver tree/purple and G.E. blue bulbs.
Susan: I met Fabio at a F-list party for the Hollywood Arts Council. I also met Shirley McClaine’s publicist. He wore really big glasses. He said I was better looking then Julia Roberts if only…I still have yet to “if only”
Tash: it’s a fave of mine.
Because I had a horse at the Arroyo Seco Stables, I spent a great deal of my teen years hanging out in that area. It’s part of the reason I chose that area when I bought my house.
I remember flirting with the Vatos over at Jack N the Box with their groovy painted Chevys. I remember those two large box stores changing identity more then once. Bobs Big Boy! Van DeCamps coffee shop now a t-shirt store. The disappearance of the first two victims of the Hillside Strangler. The girls hung out at the stables as did the detective working on the case. (I mentioned that yesterday on Petrea’s blog).
Burbank (I’m not sure) a little school on Figueroa is called Burbank but it doesn’t appear architecturally significent. Commenter Shiela is a Marshal High graduate as was my best friend Vicki.
Here is one for you. Do you remember a light skinned latina girl with red hair who would ride a white horse on the streets of Highland Park? I can’t remember her or her horses name. It bothers me. (I also worked at Ivers warehouse for two years) Mary Ivers was buried last weekend.
JT: Do you think Woody would like to purchase a gently worn Sputnik light fixture? I polished it with love.
Petrea: Not you, I don’t believe it! Mr V has one. His file has him described as a “beatnik type”
Vanda: not me, I’m most difficult.
Oh, it’s probably been shredded by now.
from Fabio’s FBI file
Oh, Ivers, what a store, always too expensive and too sophisticated and too…. the railroad tracks always felt like it was miles away from civilization… Got a ticket on my bike corner of Fig and 56, fought the judge and won… all of 12 years old…
hmmmmm, maybe it was York and 56?? by the movie theatre
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