Monday, January 12, 2004

Evbatic asks: "What treasures have you won from skeeball."

My fav skeeball prizes, long lost, were simply some red ballpoint pens stamped "Asbury Park Casino" & for which I could probably bilk 5 bucks each on ebay from Springsteen fans. If I found one, I could easily counterfeit them from Spencer Gifts or some cheapo catalogue. Crane games, old-fashioned type, were good, I have lotsa stuff from them floating around this here desk drawer (Bob opens drawer, sees little plastic hot dog charm & a pink & white whistle).

She asks: "What was the last thing I wanted so bad you could almost taste it?" Sheese, I'm a Scorpio, I'm evil. But Saturday night I just wanted another warm body in my futon bed. Instead, I closed it up into a couch & snuggled against the back. It was OK. Right now some pea soup & croutons would be tasty.

Strange museum item, looks like a Marcel Duchamp piece:

It's Russian composer Prokofiev's Tuning Fork at the Museum of Regional Studies in Donetsk, Ukraine



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