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May 03, 2008 |
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70's Birdie Girl
FOUND by Chrome Toaster
in Grayland, Washington
I found this photo tucked inside an old paperback book at a little store last summer (I wish I could remember the book title, but I can't, sorry).
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We collect FOUND stuff: love letters, birthday cards, kids' homework,
to-do lists, ticket stubs, poetry on napkins, telephone bills, doodles -
anything that gives a glimpse into someone
else's life. Anything goes...
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Chromey!!!
Woohoo! I love when our friends' Finds get posted! Yay, Chrome Toaster!
(I can't believe you, of all people, didn't note the book title!) Hahaha!
Because this means I KNOW JASON!!! I KNOW JASON!!! and JASON Knows me, because he posted my Find.
You don't know how this makes my day. Whoo Hoo! (or yeah, Moo Hoo!!)
Hey, it was submitted before I really understood the importance. sorry.
I LOVE THIS PICTURE. that is all.
*loves it some more*
awesome.
I think girl is summoning magic. The eyes shut in concentration, the funny hand gesture, and the strange swirly misty stuff all around. Put these factors in with the fact she has a red dress and red hair, and I reckon we've found the cherry fairies earthly contact.
I wonder if that's Patchouly she's wearing. Yum.
The "funny hand gesture" looks like the ol' one-finger salute. My guess is that the cameraman just told her what he thought of the coat.
OH! OH! First thing: I know this girl. She looks exactly like my high school friend Dottie. Second thing: Check where it's from, maybe it is Dottie. Third thing: It's from an area very close to where we lived in high school. WAIT! Chromey sent it in!! YAY! YAY!
Now i have to figure out which of my faves to eliminate to move Dottie in.
Oh, and I'll send it to Dottie to ask if it's her.
Haha! In all my excitement I didn't notice that Dottie was flipping the bird. I thought she was holding a parakeet on her finger and it was moving so it was blurry. Haha! Geeze, I am so out-of-it.
Clover, this just has to be your friend Dottie because when I first saw it last night it made me think of you right away. I mean immediately you came to mind It was like there was some sort of unspoken, unkwown kinship between you and this woman. Weird, huh?
Her coat looks like a picnic tablecloth.
Or a pizza place tablecloth...
mlm, i was just takin' a nap cuz i have the flu and i dreamed that comment you said about the picnic tablecloth.
I love the finds that for some reason feel familiar, like I was there somehow!
She has hot dogs on her fingers that is why she is laughing!! Oh too funny the old hotdog on finger trick.. You can see there is a weiny roasting stick behing her.
So Holly, maybe that's why she's wearing that jacket. It is a picnic occasion, with hot dogs, and she wanted to match the table cloth. I just cannot clearly see her hand. I don't know the hot dog on a finger trick, but that certainly does look like a weenie roasting stick.
It was the most grooviest of times.
Let the record show, I have a cold and fever. It took a while for this photo to sink in. I thought, "Wow! Chromey! Our very own Chromey!" but just at first the find was kind of, "meh." But the longer I looked the more I liked. Without the rake handle or whatever in the back, the person really took pains to set up the shot. I love the visual rhythm of the siding with the steps cutting diagonally across it, and the horizontal boards changing to vertical below the...what is that, wainscoting? (Surely not on the outside of a house? But I don't have another word for it.)
Maybe this girl (Dottie? OK, Dottie)was, like me, the frequent victim of a shutterbug BF who insisted on standing her here or there in front of various things "because of the light" etc. So she gave him the bird! (In Britain, they give you the reverse V-sign, with the back of your hand outward. It's got much more punch, and it goes back to the Middle Ages.)
The clothes do look odd but just think how dumb muffin top jeans with bare midriffs and pierced navels are going to look in 30 yrs time. And we won't even discuss "the unitard question."
sweet. looks like my friend danna...
I love her smile- like she's doing the most outrageous thing she can possibly think of. I'll bet this is the first time she's ever dared flip the bird. And it's caught on film forever!
Orinoco, I hope you get well soon. Me too.
Excellent image!!! Right on for Chromey!!!! I just adore retropics with the clothes and all!
YEAH!!!!
See, I don't know why she'd bother flipping the camera person off when she could just use that giant stick behind her to beat 'im off. Ah, that paparazzi!
And I too am loving the jacket. Too bad we can't see more of the house, it looks cool.
Somehow, (don't ask me how, just somehow) I imagine that seconds before there was a bird perched on this girl's finger and the flash of the camera caused the little birdie to fly away and this picture was the result. Gives the phrase "giving someone the bird" a whole new meaning.
This looks like a girl I knew when we were kids a million years ago. She looks so happy.
I see Jesus. Upper left corner.
Awww, good job, Chrome Toaster.
*patiently waits for my finds to be posted too*
The hole in the wall behind her is freaking me out... I bet after the picture was taken, something crawled out of there pulled her in.
CuriousKat, you are psychic, definitely.
OK, so one of my Favorite Found Friends challenged me to C&P this, unedited, from my blog to the comments at the end of the day. Jason, or whomever may be at the kill switch, please feel free to exercise your right to delete a comment that may be offensive simply for the fact that it's too damn long... here, in its unadulterated state, is the pasting from my blog at Myspace.
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"I have much more to say on this Find.. please see my blog.."
First of all, I must apologize for not even mentioning the Find in my posts.. how rude and truly thoughtless of me. Either I thought better of my finder's blurb and self-edited before I submitted the Find, or they (sensibly!) edited the hell out of my finder's blurb. I can't remember, really. Basically I said in the blurb all the things I'd have said in the comments. And I submitted the pic before I really started commenting- maybe right after I even discovered that Found had ADDED the comment feature- not sure. (I'm thinking I submitted in the spring of 2007 maybe Jan of 2007.)
Next, order of business: I didn't put the title of the book because I could not remember with absolute certainty, which book it had come out of. We were remodeling a beach house at the time, and I'd already read all the books the house had to offer, so I rooted around a little bit in the book bins at the little local store (you know, the one that sells bait, five year old keebler cookies for twice the price in the grocery store (which is 20 miles away, as opposed to 2), and beer. Lots and lots of beer. Oh, and VHS copies of all your favorite movies from the 80's.
the three books we got from the bins at that store that day (said bins were FULL of those steamy, naughty "romance" books- the type I haven't read since 8th grade.. and BTW, I think it's Rainey's Bday today.. remember all those books we used to read and laugh about?? LOL> happy bday Rainey!!! Love forever, Chrome.) I digress.
So anyway, I am not going to post this to the Found board just because. But the three books we got there that day were:
Run Softly, Go Fast, by Barbara Wersba
You Can if You Think You Can by Norman Vincent Peale
The Dark Half by Stephen King.
I'm pretty sure it wasn't in the SK book. (which is the only one of the three I actually read. the Norman Vincent Peale book lived on the back of the toilet for a couple years (just in case anyone needed some positive affirmations.. or maybe was having a little trouble and needed some.. encouragement.. who knows. Same reason Catch .22 has lived in my bathroom, wherever I've lived, for 25 years.. and I"VE NEVER READ IT!) again, I digress..
Run Softly Go Fast is about a drug-dabbling wild, disillusioned teen dude with father issues (haven't read it- I've started to, several times, but no.) It has an "SE Hinton's Outsiders" feel to it. I'll scan a copy of the cover- front and back- later on and post it in here, since none of the Amazon links have pics. It's kinda cool.
Rather than reading it, I started cutting out passages for use in altered book projects. Books about angst-ridden, drug-dabbling teens with father issues are excellent sources for snippets of collage fodder.
My life has been a crazy, no seriously, CRAZY whirlwind of Wow lately- and I've been swirling up in the stratosphere for a couple days, knowing full well that there will be a crash.. inevitably.. and just hoping that the crash will have a soft landing. Random things have just been HAPPENING to me.. life is starting to click along in a series of Wow and Aha moments, like it hasn't since I was about 20. I can't explain it, but it's just blowing my mind, maaan. And there are no mind altering chemicals in the mix, aside from the occasional beer. (typical limit: 3... but the Supervillains drove me wild and crazy and I had a fourth beer the other night.. yet another blog to come, soon. Aren't you on the edge of your seat with anticipation?)
Life has become kind of amazing. And "icing on the cake" doesn't even begin to describe the sheer delight I felt when, at Nightingale's urgent request, I looked at the Find of the Day (2!!) at 10:14 last night. I was yippeeing and skippeeing all over the house (well, no- no piddling.)
So anyway, thanks, Friends, and may you find happy, magical connections in your universe every day.
Every time I used to make on of those little folded "fortune tellers" for my daughter a couple years ago, one of the "fortunes" I put inside was almost always, "the Universe will shower you with gifts!"
Never really believed it, not for a long time, anyway. But it's all happening.
And one last random thought bubble I'll put in here, just so it doesn't fly away and get forgotten again.. the other day, when we were driving me to work, I spied a reader board outside a church. It said (paraphrasing) "Pray unceasingly, and in all things, give thanks"
Isn't that what's known as "internal dialog", and frowned upon by the psychiatric community? (nevertheless, I pretty much always do that, anyway. Although i don't exactly pray to that old white bearded, white robed, white dude in the sky.)
Chromey, you're brilliant! But we know that. And surely you've noticed you're much better ('luckier') at Finding things than us ordinary mortals? So there you go.
Don't worry, you don't have to crash -- go with the flow and you can stay up there for ever. Give thanks!!
Anyway.
About the Find:
'No, don't take a picture of me in my tacky waitress uniform.
I said DON'T!
I'll close my eyes!
Dang it...'
As Basil says, in England she would give a V-sign.
Oh, and Basil, get well soon (Clover too).
(The word is 'weatherboarding' by the way, at least in Sussex.)
Does anyone recognize this actual house, though?
Clover, did Dottie reply??
@Chrome You've owned a copy of "Catch 22" for 25 years and never read it!? "Catch 22" is essential reading, one of the books you must read, even if the reason you read it is so you fully understand what catch-22 means.
Take it out of the bathroom and begin reading it today. You won't regret it.
so that "myspace salute" that all the kids do in every picture taken of them these days- (kinda sideways, knuckles out)is actually just a big "eff you" to the world?
I've always thought that the backwards "peace" or "victory" sign was disrespectful, but never knew it meant essentially the same thing as "the bird".
The V for Victory sign was invented (or popularized) by Winston Churchill in WW2. That's the V-fingers towards you, thumb crossed over the other 2 fingers towards the viewer.
Turned round the other way it's the rude V-sign, long known as a 'Harvey Smith' after an ill-advised use of it by the aforesaid champion horseman during a televised equestrian event in 1971.
Margaret Thatcher once famously got it wrong and gave her puzzled adoring Tory supporters a rude V-sign.
I'd guess that it goes back a long way, like other obscene 'upward-jerk' gestures -- the 'bird', the Italian 'fig' and the 'up yours' forearm jerk.
Oh, Wikipedia says Battle of Agincourt (1415) if not earlier. Something to do with archery...
Don't you just love body language!
Clover, I hope you feel well enough to actually have a picnic very soon!
I haven't heard from Dottie yet. She probably won't get my email query until she goes to work on Monday. I'm hoping we'll get a "Hey that's me!" from someone on this one, whether or not it's Dottie. Of course I hope it IS Dottie!
Thanks you guys for the get well wishes. Unfortunately as soon as I get well I won't be around as much.. at least until summer..
Baby Basil is sick too?
Oups.
There should have been a comma. No, there should have been two commas.
*Thanks, you guys, for the get well wishes.*
To Baby Basil and Orinoco and me... feel better soon!
Yes, Jonathan, the Reverse-V goes back to the Middle Ages. The English longbow was the WMD of the day because it could shoot farther than the short bows other countries were using and they worked at being crack shots, too. So the French would cut the first two fingers off the right hand of any English bowmen they captured; that way they could no longer hold an arrow. (It is said that the Scots would remove the thumb as well.) Showing the reverse-V salute was a way of saying "Nah na-na nah nah, I've still got em, I'm tough". To this day, the English when angered will "give them two".
A young fellow who doesn't know his history told me it's supposed to look like the asswhole, with the two fingers as "buttocks." I don't think that works.
Orinoco, Johathan and Basil, thank you for the historical and cultural lesson explaining the reason all the (British? others?) punks and rebels flash the back of the V sign. Very intersting!
Cool pic Chrome! It looks a lot like my best friend and something that she would do if someone were to take a photo of her.
Here's the update on Dottie. She says this picture is not her, although she admits the strong resemblance. However, she says she did have a jacket like that! That's kinda weird, dontcha think?
I think the sentiment here is "Fuck you for immortalizing this image of me looking like a mongoloid dressed in a tablecloth."
Does she look a little.... awkward to you?
I'm thinking of a number between zero and two... HOLY CRAP! YOU'RE RIGHT!!