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Get off my LAWN! "Grumpy Old Farts"

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I observe most Americans who work the street are freelance.

It is about a 10 minute walk from my residenza to work in Milan. I cross one five way intersection that is heavily worked by eastern Europeans. One day I see the regulars have been replaced overnight. One of them who works the busiest bit looks like he's been kneecapped.

The penny drops. They have managers.

This is not what I see each day at NY Penn Station, or at PATH WTC, and very definitely not what I see on Hollywood Boulevard.

For sure they have managers and territories. Girls sit on the sidewalk during the day with a cardboard sign and pleading for money. Sometimes you see a guy showing up collecting the cash. I suspect that they are probably sold on street corners at night.

Then there are the Gypsies who have the whole family working scams. This includes old grandma who can't speak english shoving a card into people's faces asking for money.

For years there was a guy with a sign around his neck and white cane stating that he was a blind vietnam vet. I've seen him going home in his car, he isn't blind and probably isn't a veteran.

Back to what Jim was saying about the BMW owner. I used to go to a magazine store that had a club upstairs. I saw a group of kids pull up into the parking lot next door. New looking car. The driver told everyone to spend a half hour pan handling before they went into the club to pay for parking and drinks.
 
For sure they have managers and territories. Girls sit on the sidewalk during the day with a cardboard sign and pleading for money. Sometimes you see a guy showing up collecting the cash. I suspect that they are probably sold on street corners at night.

Then there are the Gypsies who have the whole family working scams. This includes old grandma who can't speak english shoving a card into people's faces asking for money.

For years there was a guy with a sign around his neck and white cane stating that he was a blind vietnam vet. I've seen him going home in his car, he isn't blind and probably isn't a veteran.

Back to what Jim was saying about the BMW owner. I used to go to a magazine store that had a club upstairs. I saw a group of kids pull up into the parking lot next door. New looking car. The driver told everyone to spend a half hour pan handling before they went into the club to pay for parking and drinks.

Doesn't this just say it all? In my case, if I have to, I tell them, "I give to the Salvation Army and Shriner's. They have helped me, maybe they can help you" (the look on their faces is priceless"!
 
"Grandma needs to eat" works well on the touristo. It is I and my guitar players who watch Grandma buying drinks from a roll of bills that would choke a horse. No mind what the three of us are doing at that particular lemonade stand. Later we see Grandma has a car that picks her up at day's end.
 
Wondering where you've been, Will, and looks like you report in on a Friday with all fingers and all toes accounted for!
'ey there Morrighan! I've been very busy and now a vice president of an Alaska Native charitable organization. My life has gotten too busy! But I'm treasuring every minute because I know the Big R is down the road a bit..

And yes... all appendages present and accounted for! :laugh:
 
Carey picked up a call and someone from overseas informed her that her laptop Windows had expired and needed to be renewed for $199. Those of you who know me know I'm a PC Tech for a living. She passed the phone to me and I toyed with him for 20 minutes teasing to buy the "upgrade" and asking him technical questions until he finally hung up. That was fun! :laugh:

Like M, I have been wondering where you were, Will. Nice to see you are back. Liked to see your response to the scammer. Please stay with us...
 
Meals that really impress me are rare but are still recalled in detail decades later. Sometimes people bait a conversation in this manner to achieve a little one-upmanship. A counter for that setup is announcing the Finest Meal Ever is a proper Guinness (or regional equivalent ... when in Munich drink as the Bavarians do), fresh, hot crusty bread and a tin of sardines.

And it's completely true the holy trinity of sardines is enhanced with stinky cheese, and music ... is what I heard anyway.
 
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It is strange how we become creatures of habit. For us, Friday seems to be fish night, even though we are not Catholic.

Saturday dinner is BBQ hamburger or steak.

Sunday is usually quiche with fruit (I know, real men and all that). The left over fruit goes on the cereal the next morning.

For the rest of the week it is alternating chicken, pork or beef...never having the same two nights in a row.

Can't complain, we eat well...my better half sees to that!
 
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Have I mentioned that over the past couple of weeks I bought more old stuff?

A #2141 vase made by the Rookwood Pottery in 1931, and a #816 armchair by L. & J. G. Stickley from the mid 1910s, both at the same venue. Then, this past weekend I picked up a J. M. Young & Sons #494 settee, probably from the mid 1920s. Picked up a book on the company and currently reading it to learn more. I was able to positively ID the settee and it model #, so that is a good start!
 
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Have I mentioned that over the past couple of weeks I bought more old stuff?

A #2141 vase made by the Rookwood Pottery in 1931, and a #816 armchair by L. & J. G. Stickley from the mid 1910s, both at the same venue. Then, this past weekend I picked up a J. M. Young & Sons #494 settee, probably from the mid 1920s. Picked up a book on the company and currently reading it to learn more. I was able to positively ID the settee and it model #, so that is a good start!

Do you ever recover fabric furniture? I once recovered a chair from the 1920’s for my parents. Took it down to the frame and rebuilt it. I recall being really impressed with the quality. The frame was rock maple. Even through you didn’t see them, the wood joints were perfect. The springs and webbing were heavy duty. The padding was cotton. I reused all the tacks and other material that I could. It turned out well. It really was a job best left for an upholsterer but I wanted to see how it was built.
 
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