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It’s All About Me

Because I’m a total narcissist at heart, I love to troll the web to find out when and for what reason people might be reading scrubbles.net. Two such occurrences happened this month that deserve mentioning here. First off is Julie Jackson’s interview with Indie Fixx, in which she sweetly mentioned this very weblog as one of her favorite reads. Julie’s an awesome crafter with a wicked wit as seen in her latest brainstorm, Kitty Wigs (not to mention being a great friend of mine). Thanks, Julie! Our other sighting come through the courtesy of Brad Graham, whose wry musings on The BradLands have been a steady favorite of mine for (gulp) seven and a half years now. Brad listed scrubbles on his Favorite Things on the Web 2007 list — which to me is infinitely cooler than being on Oprah’s list between a DVD-equipped refrigerator and a CD by Josh Groban (a singer that only sexually repressed middle aged ladies could love). Thanks, Brad!

The Exciting Home of 1999, Today!

Strange and neat — 1999 A.D. is a 1967 industrial film projecting what family life in the future might be like. A fascinating, low budget version of the future that includes Wink Martindale, that is. I wish I could see the entire film, but right now we’ll have to make do with the three clips outlined below. Thanks to EPCOT Central for linking to the shopping segment.

  • The introduction, in which a woman sadly informs her son that she’s 42 years old. Then she writes the film’s title in sand with ominous music playing on the soundtrack.
  • In the second segment, shopping from home is as easy as selecting products displayed on a machine that suspiciously resembles the filmstrip viewers I used in the elementary school a.v. room circa 1979. In a nod to ’60s gender roles, the wife does the shopping while the husband (Martindale) monitors the household budget.
  • The third segment delves into the kitchen of the future. As usual meal selection and preparation is the wife’s job — but, hey, at least it’s all computerized!

Most Frugalicious Office Christmas Party Ever

This clip of the Promises, Promises cast performing “Turkey Lurkey Time” on The Ed Sullivan Show, circa 1968, has got to be the grooviest thing I’ve seen in a long time. Dig that energetic choreography! Michael Bennett was the greatest. Via Plastic Pumpkins, who correctly notes that “if you didn’t love and adore that number above everything else you have ever seen or heard in your entire life, then you hate America and you can just go straight to Hell. Thank you.”

I Love Junk!

I came across My So Called Strife through a random Google search and it became a regular read, mainly because the guy who runs it has a great eye for kitsch and finds the coolest things at thrift stores ‘n stuff. Check out his recent used booksale finds and eclectic miscellany. Next time I’m thrifting — finding nothing but shelves of mismatched Tupperware knockoff containers and broken angel figurines — I will think of these two posts and say to myself “yes, there’s hope!”

Snacks on a Plane

The wonderful Christopher sent me a link to the self-explanatory world of AirlineMeals.net. I submitted the meal from our recent Delta flight between Phoenix and Atlanta to the site’s administrator. It wasn’t a meal per se, but a snack of rosemary crackers, fancy cheese spread, raisins and a large shortbread cookie all packaged in a nifty wrapped container. Not too dissimilar from the boxed comestibles from 2001, actually:

2001 A Space Odyssey Meal

Key West with Matt & Christopher

Key West with Matt & Christopher

Well, it took a week, but the little website I made documenting our trip to Key West is finished. What else is there to say about the trip? It was enjoyable, despite the hot and muggy weather (I brought a pair of jeans but never wore them). The island is about as laid back and funky as its reputation suggests. Other observations:

  • Although we did a lot, exploring the cemetery was one of my favorite activities — not only is it free, you get a nicely designed map detailing the backgrounds on some of the more notable inhabitants, and it had a lot of neat grave markers and tombs from contemporary times back to the early 1800s. Call me ghoulish, but that kind of stuff thrills me.
  • Walking around: Duval street is Key West’s main thoroughfare, lined with hopping bars and about a million shops selling t-shirts with stupid slogans. Avoid it — unless you’re an alcoholic, the area has limited appeal. Also stay away from any hotels located directly on Duval. I liked the Historic Seaport Boardwalk along the island’s north side, however.
  • Beaches: good luck since Key West is oddly lacking in decent beaches. We went to Fort Zachary Taylor State Park on the island’s west side, however, and that area has a good, if awfully pebbly, beach.
  • Attractions: once at K.W. you might see some tacky looking ads in the tourist magazines for a butterfly house. Don’t be fooled, this is a gorgeous, dreamlike little indoor/outdoor walkway where butterflies float all around you. I took a ton of pictures. This is located near the south side (a.k.a. “the breeder section” as one local told us). Also recommended is the aquarium near Mallory Square, a modest and charming home for the local sea life built in the W.P.A. 1930s.
  • Food: sorry, we don’t go to tourist magnets like Jimmy Buffet’s Margaritaville (I don’t even remember seeing it!). Bar none, the best meal we had there was at a Cuban restaurant called El Siboney, a hole-in-the-wall popular with the locals. Huge portions, great prices, yummy food and plenty of yellow rice with black beans. For seafood, check out BO’s fish wagon and its quintessentially Key West-ish outdoor dining area (lots of graffiti, battered license plates on the walls, wild chickens roaming the tables).
  • Local TV: Strange, I know, but I loved checking out what south Florida had in the way of local TV. They had a channel there which aired seemingly every lo-fi public domain film ever uploaded to the internet. Old b&w serials, blurry cartoons, music videos, that sort of thing (at one point I even saw a computer cursor left on the screen!). They also had a station called WGAY, part of which included an old queen doing catty MST3K-style commentary on that ’50s movie where the scientist kept his girlfriend’s disembodied head alive. So funny.
  • Snorkeling: I wish we could have gone snorkeling, but the winds were too high and nobody was going out. There’s always next time, however!