Small bits and pieces of happiness
Meme nicked off ofkvlt_kitty .
The rules are that for 8 days you have to post something that made you happy that day. Disregarding the chain mail bit.
I really thought about this yesterday, but I reformatted my computer the day before yesterday and so I'm late. Anyway, yesterdays little bit of not-too-intimate-to-share-on-LJ happiness in my life was a short passus in Neal Stephenson's The Diamond Age where Dr. X operates a sort of microscope device with an ancient Nintendo hand control - you know, that old NES one with the cross-shaped button:
"Eventually they were looking at the severed portion of John Percival Hackworth on a meter-wide sheet of mediatronic paper that one of the assistants had, with great ceremony, unfurled across a low, black lacquer table. They sought something that was bulky by nanotech standards, so the magnification was not very high - even so, the surface of Hackworth's skin looke like a table heaped with crumpled newspapers. If Dr. X shared Hackworth's queasiness, he didn't show it. He appeared to be sitting with his hands folded in the lap of his embroidered silk robe, but Hackworth leaned forward a bit and saw his yellowed, inch-long fingernails overhanging the black Swiss cross of an old Nintendo pad. The fingers moved, the image on the mediatron zoomed forward."
That made me smile.
Todays bit of happy is of the retail therapy variety - we whiled the afternoon away at a vintage clothing fair, and I spent too much money. Oh, well. Bought 1. a huge, cheap cocktail ring with a big chunk of facetted plastic in the right shade of chartreuse set in black, 2. a rather expensive, but pretty celadon green, knit wool sweater with black edges, circa 50's but in mint condition apart from four rather ugly buttons, probably not original, which I promptly substituted with black scottie dog buttons, and 3. this baby:
The stamps on the back and the three crowns on the front tells us that it's Swedish, silver, probably a military badge of some sort and made in 1946, some googling makes me guess that this is an M/39 Air Force Signalist mark. I thought 90 SEK was a bit expensive until I had a closer look at the stamps and saw the cat's paw - not expensive for silver, and it's such a handsome little badge either way. As I've stated before, I like it when symbols of the function in question are incorporated in the design.
There is a small electric plant here in Stockholm, built in 1905 by Art Nouveau architect Ferdinand Boberg, that has stylized borders of sandstone light bulbs as part of the decor. I think that is a pretty fantastic example of this mindset. The "flashes" on this little badge are great, and it will look amazing with this dress when I finish it, I suspect.
The rules are that for 8 days you have to post something that made you happy that day. Disregarding the chain mail bit.
I really thought about this yesterday, but I reformatted my computer the day before yesterday and so I'm late. Anyway, yesterdays little bit of not-too-intimate-to-share-on-LJ happiness in my life was a short passus in Neal Stephenson's The Diamond Age where Dr. X operates a sort of microscope device with an ancient Nintendo hand control - you know, that old NES one with the cross-shaped button:
"Eventually they were looking at the severed portion of John Percival Hackworth on a meter-wide sheet of mediatronic paper that one of the assistants had, with great ceremony, unfurled across a low, black lacquer table. They sought something that was bulky by nanotech standards, so the magnification was not very high - even so, the surface of Hackworth's skin looke like a table heaped with crumpled newspapers. If Dr. X shared Hackworth's queasiness, he didn't show it. He appeared to be sitting with his hands folded in the lap of his embroidered silk robe, but Hackworth leaned forward a bit and saw his yellowed, inch-long fingernails overhanging the black Swiss cross of an old Nintendo pad. The fingers moved, the image on the mediatron zoomed forward."
That made me smile.
Todays bit of happy is of the retail therapy variety - we whiled the afternoon away at a vintage clothing fair, and I spent too much money. Oh, well. Bought 1. a huge, cheap cocktail ring with a big chunk of facetted plastic in the right shade of chartreuse set in black, 2. a rather expensive, but pretty celadon green, knit wool sweater with black edges, circa 50's but in mint condition apart from four rather ugly buttons, probably not original, which I promptly substituted with black scottie dog buttons, and 3. this baby:
The stamps on the back and the three crowns on the front tells us that it's Swedish, silver, probably a military badge of some sort and made in 1946, some googling makes me guess that this is an M/39 Air Force Signalist mark. I thought 90 SEK was a bit expensive until I had a closer look at the stamps and saw the cat's paw - not expensive for silver, and it's such a handsome little badge either way. As I've stated before, I like it when symbols of the function in question are incorporated in the design.
There is a small electric plant here in Stockholm, built in 1905 by Art Nouveau architect Ferdinand Boberg, that has stylized borders of sandstone light bulbs as part of the decor. I think that is a pretty fantastic example of this mindset. The "flashes" on this little badge are great, and it will look amazing with this dress when I finish it, I suspect.