Swear to god. Always make that mistake.

Oh, and Sarah has our original sink, which she got when our neighbor renovated her bathroom. I covet it. It's lavender. An awesome pedestal. Want.

Oh, and Sarah has our original sink, which she got when our neighbor renovated her bathroom. I covet it. It's lavender. An awesome pedestal. Want.

You should keep an eye on craigslist, and see if there are local architectural salvage joints.

What Plei said. Though the peach one has a nice kitschy feel to it.

Also keep an eye out for anyone in the neighborhood remodeling their bathroom. Lightning can definitely strike twice.

Also the supply flights over The Hump in China.

I knew Moose Moss of the Flying Tigers. His daughter and I were in high school together.

My geekiness is scattershot. I chaired a major sf convention, but I have strenuously avoided costumes. I am obsessive about 19th century American literature, some eras of illustration, electricity, a fair amount of genre television, post-apocalyptic fiction and epidemics. I know that Captain America was never in the JLA because, hello, not a DC character.

Oh, I am keeping my eye out. Someone in some other house would LOVE the peach sink. It's classic 50s. Just does not go with my bath [link] . When I replace it, I'll probably sell it to the local old stuff place [link]

My geekiness is also rather wide-ranging but not as specific as Hec's and tommyrot's.

Although I am watching the Pete Seeger PBS show right now, and realize I know waaay too many folk songs for someone my age. My dad liked folk, but only certain groups. I actually reintroduced the Weavers to him; he'd forgetten about them since his middle-school years, but I've loved them since I first heard about them in college (FBI history class--we read an article about their blacklisting).

My non-fannish, non tv-watching uncle stopped while flipping channels to watch The Body because he was so mesmerised by how well it portrayed the feeling when a parent died.

That's an episode I can never have my mom watch--she came home one afternoon to find her husband dead on the couch from a heart attack, and it's too damn close to what she went through.

OK, this might be a bit geeky. I just learned about Baba Brinkman and his rapping Chaucer (thank you, Rachel Maddow!), and in trying to find him on Youtube, I stumbled across a rap of the opening of the Prologue of Canterbury Tales in Middle English. It really works, too!

My students love that! But they too have bits of the prologue memorized (that bit in fact). A small group went with a fellow teacher to England over spring break. When they were at Chaucer's grave, they actually spontaneously burst into recitation of that piece.

They are adorable.

tommy, DH has been involved with a few WWII aircraft museums and airshows for a while now. A P-51D ("Glamorous Gal") is part of Team Vandy-1, which is affiliated with the Wounded Warrior Project and what DH is currently working on/for.

MNFlaw, I meant to say that my local statioion had a piece on this in their newscast. I think it was picked up from ABC, but it was a good piece.

No empanadas at the market! Woe! But I got cukes, because I've been craving my grandmother's sweet pickles. And I'm impressed I got out since I didn't have fellow marketers today.