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Castles and elevators
Sitting on the light rail behind a couple of women, blonde woman and history woman.
Blonde woman was saying that she likes the light rail because she can get off at the last stop and get the escalators up Westlake Mall to her job. But she was moaning that a lot of the time several escalators are out of service, she could take the elevator but unfortunately people keep using it as a toilet so she has to take the stairs. She said she wasn’t lazy but with her neck and back problems it was a pain.
History woman said that in Napoleon’s time castles didn’t have indoor plumbing so when they had parties, the guests would use the stairways as restrooms.
This prompted blonde woman to talk about her trip to Europe and taking pictures of castles and that they used to have the first floor heated to heat the rest of the castle.
History woman said that French and English castles had fireplaces in every room and there were people whose only function was to go around and keep the fires lit using coal not wood to keep the castles heated.
I was sitting there scribbling away in my Moleskine notebook thinking; I am learning something today.
At the very least, which elevator not to use!
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.
I hate balloons
“I hate balloons,” I said to no one in particular as I walked down the hill towards the store, I had walked past a house for sale that had balloons tied to the for sale sign, as I went past a gust of wind caught the balloons and they bopped me on the noggin.
In fact, every time I pass a for sale sign or car lot that has balloons strung along the front to attract attention I get assaulted by the latex bar stewards. Makes me feel like pulling out some sharp implement and popping the multi-colored attackers.
After walking past the sign and getting bopped I composed this post in my head prior to noting it down in my Moleskine notebook, then I came upon another for sale sign that had balloons attached. But on this one all the balloons had been deflated and hanging down on their strings.
Ha! take that.
Maybe someone who felt like I did had walked past and defended themselves with a pointy object. maybe there was a latex balloon serial-killer on the loose. Maybe he needed an assistant.
Is it obvious I am operating on little sleep and buckets of caffeine?
