Friday, January 30, 2009

improving book sales

On December 3rd, in 1926, as if caught up in one of her own plots, Agatha Christie disappeared without a trace. Her abandoned car was found in a chalk pit seven miles from her house. Police and the public organized search parties. The whole country was riveted and the story got loads of media attention. Then, 11 days later, Agatha Christie turned up in a luxury hotel. She had assumed a different name, and claimed she couldn't remember a thing. It had been a hard year — her mother had died, and her husband had left her for his young mistress. To this day, no one knows if she really did have amnesia, or if it was a big publicity stunt to raise book sales, or a way to publicly expose her husband's infidelity. But all the media attention made her even more famous, and she ended up as one of the best-selling authors of all time. Excuse me but I now need to find an emergency chalk pit.

Thursday, January 29, 2009

Fat Birds, Mary Poppins, Bankers, and What Life Asks of Us

here's the bankers' song from Mary Poppins. The Fidelity Fiduciary Bank Sing Along, is it's actual title. why am I subjecting you to this? well bankers are, of course, much in the news of late and these ones seem to have seen straight into the future ... plus it's always a good time for Mary Poppins and anyway it's mentioned in a very cool article in the NYT by David Brooks, which you can read here. BTW: Did you know the old guy is actually Dick Van Dyck? And apparently, the children weren't told who this was ("Bert") and their first on-camera reactions were genuine, they hadn't seen him yet... they totally thought this old guy was about to die of a heart attack! My favorite bits are when he comes down the stairs and also when he keeps nearly falling over as he sings about the banks falling... he's a bit of a genius I think.

Wednesday, January 28, 2009

happy quilt: Simple Quilt

"Simple Quilt" Quilt by Denyse Schmidt. More here (Reminds me of a David Hockney painting almost...)

Sunday, January 25, 2009

Barbie in Versace and Vera Wang

I do love the outfits. But actually, I never really was a Barbie girl--more of a climbing trees, riding horses girl. But I did have a doll called Tressy and she was called that because of her hair that grew. You pushed a button and the hair came out of her head. It's really gross when I think of it now--a great tunnel of hair coming out of the top of her head. And ours got stuck on the long hair and you couldn't make it go back in. so she went around like she had a horse's tail coming out of her head. Now I've just come across a whole load of Tressy's here. And they're not too creepy. Well kind of creepy. Actually a lot creepy. Here's an example of the Tressy Fest (note hair growing, growing, grown)

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