Category Archives: Moleskine
Kudos to the ladies again
Once again I am amazed at the ability of some women to apply make-up while traveling to work on the bus, train and streetcar. I don’t know how they manage to do it and apply a perfect make-up job, I have a hard enough time trying to write in my Moleskine notebook while the bus or what have you shudders along let alone apply make-up. I always end up looking like a demented killer clown!
The woman on the streetcar this morning wasn’t applying lipstick or mascara but she was using one of those implements for curling eyelashes, you know the instrument that wouldn’t look out-of-place at the Spanish inquisition (which no one expects [five points if you get the reference]), she did a perfect job too. I of course was imagining all sorts of things, like the streetcar jumping the rails and the woman screaming as she impales her eye, holding the curling tool with her eyeball stuck in dripping blood and eye goop!
My imagination!
Kudos ladies, mad skillz you have.
To molder and crumble
My Moleskine notebook fills with inane thoughts, words and phrases, silly ideas and stories, eccentric characters, usually as I sit on the light rail or bus as I commute to and from work. Hopefully I won’t start spouting them out loud. On that day, I get off a different stop and check myself in!
Hey!
What?
Shouldn’t you put those crazy thoughts and inane scribblings away somewhere? Maybe filed in a dark corner of your mind to molder and crumble away forgotten?
Can’t do that, that area is overflowing, I have to release them somewhere.
If people see them they might think you’re insane.
That’s what the doctors say.
What doctors?
I don’t know, they never say, they just walk in bedecked in their white coats, scribbling on their clipboards, nodding heads and knowing looks, then leave again. Hey do me a favor?
Sure, what?
Loosen the straps they’re a bit tight.
Found: Medal lapel pin
I got on the bus on the way home from the doctor and as I went to sit down I noticed something metal with two spikes on it on the seat.
Lucky I didn’t sit on that!
Turning it over it was a small metal medal looking lapel pin. Cheap metal with enameled bands, one of which was missing. Must have fallen off someone’s hat or jacket, it intrigued me and I wanted to find out what it was. I noted it in my Moleskine notebook. It had what looked like a propeller on the medal so I assumed it may be related to the air force.
A short internet search turned the medal up on a few sites, listed as a lapel/hat pin depicting a Distinguished Flying Cross.
The Distinguished Flying Cross (DFC) is described by The Distinguished Flying Cross Society as:
The Distinguished Flying Cross, created by Congress 80 years ago, is America’s oldest military aviation award.
An interesting find and a start of a new category called “Found Items” here on this blog.
