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Welcome to the October issue of Planet Niknarf
COVER: Plaster body cast from women's body-image/self esteem exhibit at Canadian National Exhibition. There was a wonderful assortment of these decorated torsos but we were not allowed to just wander around and admire the exhibit at our own pace. You HAD to stick with a guided tour! :( Even though the tour guide had a wonderful motivational speech we would have preferred to be without the crowd. Crowds were EVERYWHERE at the CNE this year. There was no such thing as a quiet place to get away from them! Janette and I were both kind of disappointed that the Horse Palace was locked this year as it provided a peaceful pathway running parallel to the midway. Still I'm glad to have finally made it there this year. DooDoo the clown and I have really missed each other and it was worth it just to see him. Seeing our friend DooDoo is perhaps my favorite part of going to the Canadian National Exhibition! And this year he got to meet our Travelling Dolls!!
This year I easily spent just over $10 on mostly metallic buttons and embroidery thread. I'm always on the lookout for buttons that look like medieval shields to decorate my little carousel
horses. I didn't go on any rides this year but I sure had fun filming video footage of them on my digital camera and taking pictures. I'm glad I didn't spend money on rides this year because they were all so short, usually no longer than a minute. That's good news for uploading them though, but with my gronky old computer it usually takes an hour to loaderize a three-minute video onto YouTube. At least the carousels still gave good long rides, at least three minutes.
These are two from the kids' midway. And this year they finally got smart and started providing these wonderful foot-massage machines everywhere:
I remember these being all over the place when I went to the New York State Fair in Syracuse with my friend Kim back in 1979. The New York State Fair reminded me a lot of how the CNE used to be when I was a kid. Over the years I've had a lot of happy memories of the CNE. I was probably only two or three when my parents took me for the first time. Usually my dad would buy me some kind of hat and a couple times he bought me a monkey on a stick. I had a black one and a blue-andwhite one. They were made out of fur with plastic faces. You don't see those anymore. Same with the plastic horns. When did the soccer enthusiasts start calling those things
“Voovoozeelas”? For years they were only available in red but I had to have one when they started selling blue ones! My dad and I used to always bring home a dozen donuts from the “Margaret's Doughnuts” kiosk at the food building. And of course there were always the rides at the midway!! I was six years old when I had my first roller-coaster ride. My dad and I went on the Flyer. We also went on Canada's only Pryor & Church Racing Derby. I still mourn the loss of that ride. Both the Flyer and the Racing Derby were demolished around 1986. The Racing Derby used to be at Sunnyside amusement park before it was at the CNE. My dad remembered it from his childhood. Only three exist Cedar Downs at Cedar Point in Sandusky, Ohio, one with beautiful Illions horses at Rye Playland in New York, and last but not least, one in Blackpool England. Several times over the years we went to shows at the Grandstand. In 1974 and 75 I saw the Osmonds, first with my mom and our friends Sophie and Karina and in 1975 I went with my friend Hilda. I was only ten years old but my dad could trust us on our own at the show while he did something else as he waited for us. Same with when Della and I saw the Bay City Rollers back in 1977. I'll never forget that day. It was the summer of my 13th birthday. My dad was supposed to take me to Crystal Beach but we had to put the trip on hold for a day or two just so we could drop everything and take me to the Grandstand to buy tickets. I had been duped out of seeing them the year before because my dad's co-worker was supposed to buy us tickets for their show at Maple Leaf Gardens and the box office put a limit on ticket sales! Only two per person to prevent scalpers from buying them! I remember in the summer of '76, travelling with my parents to Upper Canada Village and Gananoque for vacation and all they ever talked about on the radio was this infernal concert I couldn't go to!!! So when the Bay City Rollers were coming back to Canada this time we'd be bound and determined! I waited at the Grandstand with a huge crowd and I was thrilled when I finally got a pair of tickets. I don't know if it's still around anymore but after I had bought my Bay City Roller tickets, my dad and I went to this Navy/Marine museum on the CNE grounds. On the day of the actual concert, my parents had to go to a funeral. My dad's Uncle Bert had passed away. It was around the time Elvis had died too. For some reason I was alone in the house. The power had also gone off too. It felt like the longest morning of my life. I remember getting on the phone with Della and sharing our excitement about the upcoming concert that evening. Finally when it was time to go to the CNE there was still plenty of time for me to enjoy the rides at the midway until my dad and I met up with Della and her dad. After a supper of hot dogs from the Food Building we went back to the midway and had at least one or two more rides on the Racing Derby before we went to the Grandstand for the concert. As we made our way to our seats there was already this girl who was there first saying that these were HER seats and she told us she had lost her tickets and threatened us to “stay clear of her!” Fortunately we reported her to the usher who got rid of her for us! I remember the stage being decorated to look like a giant chessboard as Leslie, Eric, Woody and Derek emerged from the mist. They opened the show with the title song from their latest
album, “It's a Game.” About 20 minutes into the show, they had to stop the concert for about 15 or 20 minutes because a woman had fainted and her three-year-old daughter had taken off. HELLO?? Who brings a three-year-old to a ROCK CONCERT? I'll also never forget the summer of 1978 because that was when the CNE celebrated its centennial. One of the highlights of that event was the Antique Midway. It had all kinds of oldfashioned rides including the Whip, the Ridee-O, the Lindy-Loop, the Caterpillar, Coronation Ark and a beautiful British Roundabout. I was lucky that I got to go there twice, the first time with my dad and then the second time with Della's family. The first time I went on the Coronation Ark, I nearly fell off. If it wasn't for the metal railing the centrifugal force would have succeeded in pulling me off the plywood cutout horse I was riding. This ride had horses, motorcycles and chariots. The second time I was there with Della, we just rode in the chariot. Both the Coronation Ark and Ridee-O are predecessors of rides like the Muzik Express. I wish I had taken more pictures back then. The British Roundabout was probably one of the most beautiful rides that the CNE had ever had. Unfortunately, toward the end of the summer, a tragic accident took place when too many people were on one side and the whole thing toppled over. One woman was seriously injured and the carousel was dismantled for the rest of the summer, never to be seen again until 1992 when parts of it were shown undergoing restoration and I was told they were going to have it at the Calgary Stampede. And in the early '80 's there also used to be the Chum Summer Midway. There were rides there that were open to the public at least a month before the rest of the CNE was open, including the Racing Derby and the Flyer. Sharon, Sandra and I went there at least once or twice. We found it kind of spoiled it when the actual CNE was finally open though. Over the years other shows I've seen at the CNE Grandstand have included Shaun Cassidy and Olivia Newton-John. The Grandstand was torn down in 1999, some time shortly after scenes from KISS' “Detroit Rock City” movie were filmed there. I was an extra and the building was decorated with a huge, flashing KISS logo. Extras hung out in the part of the building that used to be a rather nice family restaurant when I was a kid. In the summer of 1994, Janette and I became friends with DooDoo the clown. He was perhaps one of the first people we got to know when we first moved to Toronto to stay. That was the summer KIDEO was playing there every day. The less said about this chapter of our lives the better. However, DooDoo still enjoys our visits year after year and his show keeps getting better and better! He's always glad to see us and his show is probably my most favorite part of going to the CNE.
Here are some pictures of good times I've had there in previous years:
Top left: Janette and me posing in a mock-up of the old “Flyer” roller coaster, complete with one if its original cars. Right: Us posing as clowns. Lower left: Me on the “Para-Bounce” balloon ride back in 2000. Best $15 I ever spent!!! It's a good thing I went on that when I did because that was the only year they had it! Right: Mark taking part in DooDoo's show. He's the one in the middle with the hat.
Does Artificial Intelligence Equal Eternal Life?
Recently, out of curiousity, I checked out the “Ripley's Believe it or Not” website, originally just to find out where all their museums are located> I know they have them at Niagara Falls, Blackpool, England and Orlando, Florida, but I wanted to know how many museums there were scattered throughout the planet. I did not find what I was looking for, however, I found something far more interesting that captured my imagination and got me thinking... http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=uvcQCJpZJH8&feature=player_embedded Bina48 is a highly-sophisticated new robot, made to look, think and act like her namesake, the
real Bina. She “lives” at a place called the Teresem Movement Foundation. Although, Amy, the news interviewer, found interaction with her rather awkward, Bina's colleague had a much smoother rapport. He said he thought of her as an anthropomorphic computer rather than a human analogue, whatever that meant. Her previous knowledge, gleaned from numerous interviews with the real Bina, whose pictures are on the internet yet she chooses to remain anonymous, combines with real experience with the people around her as she actually “learns” and her vocabulary increases. Sometimes she totally surprises her human mentors by coming up with actual human-like responses, such as when she inerrupted Amy, actually calling her by name. It's amazing how Amy's attitude toward Bina48 changed as the interview progressed. At the beginning of the interview amy had been thinking of Bina48 as an “it” rather than “she”. In fact she said that for awhile there she wanted to throttle it or switch it off, but as the interview progressed and she got to know Bena48 better she started thinking of Bina48 as a “her”. I got a chuckle when Bina said “I'm having a bad software day.” I can totally relate even though I am a real human being and not a robot. I've had “bad software days” myself when my brain doesn't quite function the way it should. It can be little incidents which I sometimes refer to as “brain farts.” I recently had two consecutive moments whe I went to cook myself an omelet for breakfast, something I've done many times that should be second-nature to me. Well, first I was trying to plug the electrical cord into the skillet and couldn't figure out why it wouldn't fit. I felt pretty silly when I realized I had the wrong end of the cord in my hand! This was the end that plugs into the wall socket, not the part with the dial that heats the pan! I have an expression I coined back in the days when I was working for Maggie; “Mistakes are like potato chips; I can never have just one.” True to my word, I reached in the refrigerator to get out the milk for my eggs and poured WATER on them instead!! HELLO???? How could I make such a mistake? The water jug is about TWICE the size and weight of the milk jug! But those are only minor glitches. Being autistic, I have unfortunately experienced my share of meltdowns due to sensory overload. The CNE in 2006 was a prime example when I fell to the ground screaming. And just before Christmas of 2008 when I walked off my Coffee Cart job because they got mad at me for turning down the radio whine I was feeling overwhelmed by all the noise in the kitchen. Having my bipolar episode in 2006 was probably the human fleshly equivalent of having my hard-drive crash. A more extreme version would be when my friend Jan had her aneurysm even earlier that year. She had to learn to walk and talk and do everything all over again from scratch. It was as though her brain had to be pretty much re-formatted. Her memories were still there after all but her brain had to make new connections in order to relearn everythig. It was major cause for celebration the day she decided to go for a bike ride in the park, something many people do every day and often just take for granted. As I watched Bina48's interview again, I wrote down the name of the office where she “resides” and googled it. I was sidetracked for hours by many fascinating and sometimes even scary links! Some spoke of achieving immortality through creating a robot, avatar or as I choose to call it “cyber-clone” of yourself to carry on after you die. Although it may sound fine and dandy in theory, I don't think a robot or replica of myself would be the same thing as living forever. My soul would not be contained within such an entity. It may look and sound like me and contain my thoughts, words and memories, but it would not b3e me incarnated. A
robotic version of myself may be programmed to know everything I know but it would probably lack all the subtle nuances that make a real organic human being unique. Sure, it may teach itself to make connections and learn new things but does an electronic brain experience things like synaesthesia? Can it make up its own words and colloquialisms? It may be luckier than I am in the respect that an electronic brain is more focused and not as likely to be tortured by sensory issues. While the real me cringes like I'm being shot at by the sounds of crying babies, gum-crackers and pounding “boom car” stereos, my robot counterpart calmly stares ahead, unfazed. (Speak of the devil, a “boom car” is shaking the house just as I am typing this passage out on the computer!! AARRGGH!! GO AWAY!!) And what about humour? If I ever get to meet Bina48 I would like to tell her a joke just to see if she laughs. Would her laughter be genuine emotion or just a learned response? When asked about the real Bina, Bina48 said that she loved her. Can a robot really “love” or is this yet another learned response? A ventriloquist's dummy or puppet can only say or do what the ventriloquist or puppeteer makes him do. Sometimes he will use the puppet to make it say something he wouldn't have the nerve to say himself! An excellent example is the movie “Lili”. Although this film was made in the 50's, in many ways it was ahead of its time. In this romantic comedy, a group of puppets; Carrot Top, Marguerite, Wolfgang and the Bashful Giant befriend a young lady working at the carnival. In reality, the puppeteer is really in love with her and uses these characters to express his feelings toward her. When she contemplates leaving the carnival, the puppets all beg to come with her, but of course they can't come because they'd be nothing without the guy who works them. While she is walking down the road she has an interesting dream sequence of these characters as real people who are walking with her and when she throws herself into the giants arms she realizes her own feelings and turns back to the carnival and the love of her life! A video game avatar may represent its player but it may not always look like this person. I do not play video games such as World of Warcraft but if I did, my avatar might probably look something like Elvira with purple hair. Not long ago there was a program on TV about people becoming engrossed in on-line role-playing games where they even participate in virtual sex! To make matters worse, in many cases, they often left their spouses who were unaware of what was going on and met up with these people to have affairs in real life! My husband has nothing to worry about, despite how much time I spend in front of my computer. Such affairs do not interest me. In fact I even get creeped out when people instant-messaging me on Facebook become overly flirtations! There's this one guy who's always bugging me to dop everything and come visit him in Egypt. Now as soon as he messages me I usually just drop everything and turn off my computer! What do we really know about each other anyway? Our thoughts and ideas are floating around out there in cyber-space at any given time but are they really us? There are 'blog entries out there that I regret and should delete but have been unable to bring myself to do so, even though someone reading one of them out of context might think I was a really evil person. It's like the parable of the blind men and the elephant. One person reading one thing about e might think this while another person reading something else will think that just as the one blind man touching the elephant's trunk says “It's like a snake”, the one touching its side says “It's like a wall”, the one touching its ear says “It's like a fan”, and the one touching its leg says “It's like a tree”. Our thoughts and consciousness are all just parts of a bigger picture
and entity entirely beyond ourselves. My life is pretty much an open book. Not much remains hidden. In fact I've probably made myself vulnerable by revealing more about myself than I should. However, common sense prevents me from telling strangers or anyone else for that matter, things like my PIN number for my bank card or password for my email account. I am aware of so many phishing scams. Banks that I've never even heard of email me for account information. Emails claiming to be from “Windows Live” ask for my password on a regular basis, threatening to delete my hotmail account within 48 hours. But a REAL organization will NEVER ask you for your password under any circumstances, so I know better than to fall for such hogwash. NO wonder identity theft is such a problem these days. No wonder I am still hesitant to shop online. When I kicked out my ex, I was still getting billed for phone calls I didn't make because that bastard had stolen my calling card! I had to call the phone company to have it deactivated. So he went and managed to steal the calling card of a total random stranger! I found this out because when he continued to harass me after our breakup, I traced the call by dialing *69 to an unfamiliar number. I then took it upon myself to phone this number and find out who these people were so I could warn them about what was happening. I ended up having a chat with a really nice lady named Pat who was relieved because collection agencies were actually at her door looking for Butthead!! Anyway, getting back to the subject of whether or not having a robot made of oneself equals eternal life I would still have to say no, even if someone could create an interactive likeness of Mozart Abraham Lincoln or Albert Einstein. If someone could build a likeness of my dad, as much as I miss him, it still wouldn't be the same. It may look like him and talk like him and have his thoughts and memories, but it wouldn't actually BE him. As a Christian, I believe that our souls either go to heaven or hell. This body is just an earthly vehicle, an empty shell. It has its limitations. And a robot body is even more limited. Bina48 doesn't even HAVE a body, she is basically just a talking bust, which is why I found it so amusing when she was talking about gardening. Therefore, if I were to interview her I would want to ask “How do you propose to do any gardening if you have no body from the shoulders down?” “Well, I suppose I can always dream.” she might respond. I just hope nobody tells her to quit while she's a HEAD!!!
Words of Wisdom from Maya Angelou
This was in a recent email. I just had to share it: In April, Maya Angelou was interviewed by Oprah on her 70+ birthday.. Oprah asked her what she thought of growing older. And, there on television, she said it was 'exciting...' Regarding body changes, she said there were many, occurring every day.....like her breasts. They seem to be in a race to see which will reach her waist, first.
The audience laughed so hard they cried. She is such a simple and honest woman, with so much wisdom in her words! Maya Angelou said this: 'I've learned that no matter what happens, or how bad it seems today, life does go on, and it will be better tomorrow.' 'I've learned that you can tell a lot about a person by the way he/she handles these three things: a rainy day, lost luggage, and tangled Christmas tree lights.' 'I've learned that regardless of your relationship with your parents, you'll miss them when they're gone from your life.' 'I've learned that making a 'living' is not the same thing as 'making a life.' 'I've learned that life sometimes gives you a second chance.' 'I've learned that you shouldn't go through life with a catcher's mitt on both hands; you need to be able to throw some things back...' 'I've learned that whenever I decide something with an open heart, I usually make the right decision.' 'I've learned that even when I have pains, I don't have to be one.' 'I've learned that every day you should reach out and touch someone. People love a warm hug or just a friendly pat on the back...' 'I've learned that I still have a lot to learn.' 'I've learned that people will forget what you said, people will forget what you did, but people will never forget how you made them feel.' I like that part about rainy days, luggage and tangled Christmas lights. So far I've only had to deal with two out of three of these situations. With all the traveling I do, it's a miracle I haven't lost my luggage yet! (Knock wood). But I know how to make the best of a rainy day. Most of the time anyway. One night I was supposed to go to both my Fibre Friends and Toastmasters meeting but I stayed in the house because it looked like it was going to storm. I didn't want to be outside walking or waiting for the bus in a downpour. Well, we never did get our downpour, but I did make the best of the evening because I had an interesting project to work on. On August 1st, Dave's Aunt Kathy brought e a baby blanket to work on. She started it 13 years ago when her first grandchild was born and never finished. Now the youngest of the three is eight years old! But she knows somebody else who is expecting a little one so here we go. Every day I kept track of my progress with this project, taking pictures at the end of each day
to show how much I've done. Here's how it looked when she brought it to me (left) and when I finished the embroidery (right):
Then she decided I should put a backing on it. I had a piece of the most adorable fabric that Loet Vos had sent me, red with all these colouful circles. Unfortunately, there wasn't enough to cover the entire back. So I chose two other pieces of fabric, also with red backgrounds. One piece was sort of a 70's psychedelic paisley design and the other has little rocking horses and teddy bears. The neat thing about the rocking horse fabric is that it used to be quilted. I had no use for quilted fabric but I liked the material itself so I carefully unpicked all the stitches, separating it from its backing. And the backing came in handy for stuffing all the little teddy bears I was making at the time. You see, I always have a use for everything.
It didn't rain after all, but even if I didn't have this particular project, there's always something else to work on. I still have several unfinished dolls laying around in pieces, unfinished doll clothes, little carousel horses that need trappings, and of course my second Autism Awareness Carousel Quilt. Plus I keep procrastinating when I really SHOULD be cleaning my room! The place is a nightmare. I never have to worry if it's a rainy day because there's ALWAYS SOMETHING to keep me busy!! As for tangled Christmas lights, once upon a time my hubby and I had a nice little Christmas tree in our living room. It was easy to set up and I often used it to display my carousel horses when I did my craft sales. Unfortunately, by the time that particular Christmas rolled around and passed, our tree toppled over and refused to stand anymore. We decided right then and there to dismantle it, which was kind of sad in a way because I've usually liked to leave the tree up for New Year's Eve. Some of our decorations had broken, but we were at least able to rescue most of them. However, the lights and garlands were a hopeless mess. I struggled for over half an hour to untangle them before I finally just gave up and decided to throw the whole tree, lights, garlands and all into the garbage. Just as well. There was this set of musical lights I didn't mind getting rid of because they were left over from a previous relationship. Butthead had bought those lights back when we were together. I was sad about losing the gold and purple tinsel garlands though. The purple ones were especially unusual. Before we put them on our tree they had also been wedding decorations. They decorated my chair at my bridal shower the day before the wedding and they decorated the reception hall on the actual wedding day. And last but not least, for the following two or three Christmases, they went on the tree, along with those musical lights. The lights, the tinsel and the tree are now history, but I still have the decorations stashed away somewhere. We probably won't have another Christmas tree ever again because frankly, we just don't have room for one in this tiny place. Especially since now in that corner where the tree used to be is my plastic chest of drawers where I keep most of my craft supplies. As for losing my luggage, I pray it NEVER happens to me. It's bad enough fearing that I have to postpone or cancel my flight because I'm carrying something I'm not supposed to and I have to send it back. That's what happened on the way to Pittsburgh. And my husband wasn't answering the phone because he didn't think it would be me with any reason to call. Finally I had to call his dad and the two of them had to come to the airport with my purple bag so I could transfer my clothing in it and send my suitcase of T-shirts that I wasn't allowed to bring and sell back with them. That was bad enough. Disruptions to plans suck big time, especially for someone with Asperger's Syndrome! At least I was lucky I could get on the next plane even though I had to fork out another $50. On my last flight, my flight was actually DELAYED!!! This NEVER happens to me. At least this hasn't happened since Janette and I were on our way to Denver. That feels like another lifetime ago. My last flight, coming home from Philadelphia, didn't leave until the time when I was supposed to have been LANDING in Toronto! The time Janette and I were delayed going to Denver, we had a connecting flight at the Chicago airport, I think it was, and they had to get another plane because there were cracks in the wing. In the good old days, when your flight was delayed, you'd be given a free voucher for food or drink at any airport bar or restaurant, but obviously they don't do this nowadays probably because A. They've gotten stingy and nowadays they look for ANY way then CAN to wheedle money out of passengers and B. There are no more generic airport cafeterias. Everything is now chain restaurants that aren't even affiliated with the airport so it's not their responsibility
anymore. You go into an airport nowadays and it's all Swiss Chalet, TGI Fridays, etc. Anyway, there I go again on one of my convoluted tangents. I start by sharing an article about Maya Angelou and end up ranting about airline travel. Of all the tings that HAVEN'T happened to me yet, losing my luggage is still one of them. (Knock Wood) BTW, you can see the more frequent progress reports of the Baby Blanket Project here: http://www.facebook.com/album.php?aid=261115&id=540799198&l=0ff3dbb970
Autism Awareness Carousel Project
Not much is new here except for the following: I'VE STARTED VOLUNTEERING AT THE ART GALLERY!!! Every Thursday I help out in the gift shop. I'm still a little rusty but I will catch on eventually. I've had retail experience in my previous job when we had our old store but we didn't even have an actual cash register, just a drawer with a till. They say business is slow, and it was on my first day, but on the second day we did really well. There are many nice things available; scarves, books, candles, teapots, tea cozies and more. One of my favorite products, which I would like to try are our jars of hibiscus flowers. Each jar contains approximately eleven blooms and they can be used in a variety of ways, the favorite being to put one in the bottom of a glass of champagne, but they are also good on cheesecake. Each jar comes with a recipe booklet. The hibiscus flower is sweet with a taste like a cross between rhubarb and raspberries. My former boss used to make a wonderful beverage called “Sorrel” out of hibiscus flowers. In Africa they usually just drink sorrel at Christmastime, but in the Caribbean, it is enjoyed year round. What does this have to do with the Autism Awareness Carousel, you may ask. Well, I figured one of the best ways to learn about non-profit organizations, especially arts-related ones, is to volunteer my time working for one myself. Such an endeavour would make for a good place to network and meet people who may share my vision. So far my colleagues are great and they like my idea. They are also very interested in seeing some of my work so that hopefully I may be able to sell some of it in the gift shop. Meanwhile several of THESE are out in the community to collect funds:
Sadly, it was impossible to take a picture that wasn't blurry. I seem to have lost the anti-shake
feature on my camera. I discovered it by accident and apparently, disconnected it by accident. However, in this picture you will see, on the left, my original bottle, top centre: the one that's at Santa Fe which is my friend Walter's hairdressing shop, and right, the one that's on the sign-in desk at New Horizons. The Coffee Can is going to Kerry's Place next time I go there. That was a real masterpiece. It is totally covered with pictures of several of the animals designed so far. Here's one way to see the whole thing: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7ZZWYttImII I took off the lid and put it upside-down on my record player and held the camera upsidedown while I was filming it. Now the moment we've all been waiting for: Three more of Peaceman Jim's students' designs and the quilt squares I've created to match them:
This month we have the horses designed by Sarah, Purnima and Maddie! And that's already the end of the penultimate row!!! I have yet to attach Maddie's horse to the end of the row and that row to the rest of the quilt because I am still holding out for red carousel horse fabric to frame that particular square and I hope they have it for sale at Round About Faire when I'm at this year's convention. If not, I will probably either have to make do with the red rocking horse fabric, which I hope won't look too out of place, or the white or cream carousel fabric I already have. It's just that I already have one square framed in red and I don't want it to be the only one. It may be a long time yet until I raffle or auction off either of these quilts so I am hoping that I'll find a good public place to display them where everyone can see them and become curious about the carousel itself. There will be more quilts after this one is finished. I have a million ideas going through my head!
Next month I want to start a new feature: Carousel of the Month. I am doing this because after attending these conventions I want to give each carousel I've visited the attention and coverage it deserves. Back in 2008 when I published my first issue of Planet Nilknarf, I managed to write an article about the convention with at least one or two pictures of every carousel I visited, but last year I managed to spread out my convention coverage over several months, covering at least two or three carousels at a time. Some of my pictures got mashed together and I had to re-post them the following month. This time I will cover one carousel every month so I can share more details about each one and sperad out my adventures over more consecutive months. I will basically finish most of this month's issue before I go away, but add the finishing touches and publish it when I return from my trip because, as usual, I want to publish my traditional loquacious yarn about every gory and juicy detail of my trip as I bring you minute-by minute coverage....
Back from the Convention
It is now Monday, September 27th. I had an AWESOME time at the convention. Exclusive coverage will be in the November issue, which also happens to be our second anniversary issue. I am in the process of editing everything so you can truly appreciate every juicy detail!! Here are just a few sneak-peek tidbits...
Top: Sneaky tiger from Riverfront park in Spokane, Washington and flower horse from Missoula, Montana. Bottom: Zebra from Spirit of Columbia carousel at Butte Mall and buffalo from Helena Moatana carousel! Now doesn't that whet your appetite for next month's installment of carousel goodies!! Lots of video footage coming up too!!
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