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Saturday, May 17, 2008

Round Robin: Museum of the Wood

Oh, my! This entry was a mass of typos! My apologies - I need to proofread more carefully when I'm as tired as I was this morning.

She showed me her room
Isn't it good
Norwegian Wood
--Norwegian Wood by Lennon & McCartney

Yes, it's Round Robin time again! Kiva, the Eclectic Granny, takes her inspiration from the Beatles' Rubber Soul LP for this week's topic: Norwegian Wood.

Well, I don't know whether I literally have any Norwegian Wood, and I definitely have no boyfriend who crawls off to sleep in the bath. After all, I've been married for 29 years this month, to a husband who prefers showers. Like many people, John (Blocher) and I have a lot of veneered pressboard here in the Museum of the Weird; but not everything is like that. We also have some furniture and collectibles of real wood. Let's take a look at some of them:

The front door hadn't been in good shape for years. Here you can see a vertical crack. But I love that we painted it blue about eight years ago, which makes it look rather like the TARDIS. (Aside to Kiva: the blue door isn't visible from the road, because of the yellow alcove John built by the door for shade purposes.)

Inside, it's wood-colored. I'm thinking cherry.

Wooden salt and pepper set is a souvenir of Hawaii, circa 1961.

Vintage wooden plaques.

Record crates from circa 1982.

These record crates probably saw a lot of use in the early 80s. They may have contained our then-growing collection of records by the Beatles, the Clash, the Specials, etc., or they could have been for our store stock or show stock. That was when I was managing Rockarama, and we used record shows to help cover expenses. Peaches was an Ohio record store chain, which failed during that same era.

This vintage room divider is in our front room.

To answer Bea's question, I'll direct your attention to the signed photo. That's the late Patrick Troughton, who played the Second Doctor in Doctor Who. I never met him. He died of a heart attack at a science fiction convention in 1987.

The wooden box next to the pottery storyteller figure is a humidor. I was going to say that John used to keep cigars in there, but I just opened it, and there are still cigars in there. John says they aren't very good cigars.

I have no idea what kind of wood the base of this Southwest style lamp is made from. It reminds me of a saguaro rib, but I don't think that's what it is.