What is Pyrography? And a look at Flemish Art Company!

Pyrography is an art where one burns a design into wood or materials using a pencil like or (poker) object.  It is also called pokerwork or wood burning. Leather is often used as well. This process was very popular in the Victorian era and also the Art Noveau area.  It is common to see decorated boxes with this type of wood burning.  Hand made "glove boxes" are found from the 1930s.  The designs can range from flowers, to words or whatever the particular artist would like to design.  A coloring method even began to be used.  The history of pyrography dates way back to the dawn of recorded history!  You can find a greater in depth history and information from Wikipedia at http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Pyrography.

Flemish Art Company

The Flemish Art Company became synonymous with the word pyrography because it became so popular in the late 1800's and the early 1900's. Look how big this building was.  Look how many people worked there! You can find several pieces of Flemish Art Co products in antique shops and flea markets today.  There are various degress of pyrography that you will find.  As you can see in one of the pictures shared below, these pieces were hand crafted.  Amazing to have such mass produced pieces be hand crafted!

Flemish Art Co. Factory, Brooklyn, New York

Flemish Art Co. Factory, Brooklyn, New York

Tour of the Flemish Art Co. Factory,
Brooklyn, New York

Adapted from a FLEM-AR-CO Catalogue, circa 1915

Glove boxes were very popular during the early 1900s

I worked in a call center for 7 months

I worked in a call center for 7 months. Well, 6 months, 9 days, 2 hours and 45 minutes to be exact. This job changed my life. I feel like I'm 10 years younger mentally because everyone that worked there seemed to be at least 10 years younger. I know now that it is truly possible to be a drug addict of any sort, have 10,000 tattoos, have several misdemeanors (no felons please) and still have what faintly resembles an office job. Although this may seem a little off, it is good information to know if you like to enhance your mood with any foreign substance. I have seen things in that call center that would make any drama queen squeal for an application. I saw the paramedics three times. A heat stroke victim, a diabetic fall out and a suicidal methodone addict were the ones I saw rescued. I know that Sally and John got back together after that horrible break up, only for Sally to run back to her ex. Even good things end. All names are substituted to protect the innocent. There was a couple having sex in the parking lot and were spotted with the flash light holding security guard. He was reported as stating that the girl was hot, but yet that didn't give us any more clues to the actual couple. I have given money away to customers just because I liked the way their voice sounded, or maybe their voice mail had a great message. I was good to the real victims that were given a bad time. I have talked to managers of large stores and pretended that I was a person of authority from a corporate level and made them sweat for their job as they slept late at night. I feared the call center shutting down twice only to be told it was a false alarm several days later. I have spoke with UPS reps so much that I have made friends in other states. I have grown familiar with the local police department as I've seen the officers patrol the parking lot and enter the building many times. You really don't need to know anything in a call center to be a supervisor. You just kind of self delcare yourself as one and if you know the right person, then you could possibly be shouting orders to the rest in a short amount of time. Regardless of weather, the call center is always open. Heavy snow storms, icy weather, tornado warnings will not close the call center and you will be required to go to work. The organization is so messed up, I've seen people quit and the management not realize that person was gone until 2 weeks later. The call center gets paid for log in hours, meaning once an employee logs in - they are getting paid. Because of this lack of control and organization, I've seen people get paid when they aren't even there. This too seems to have gone unnoticed on many occasions. If you don't watch your pay stub every pay period - you could possibly be cheated what will add up to hundreds in only a few months. This seems to be allowed because those individuals are so stoned, they don't want to face HR. The turn over rate is high, the policies suck, the pay is fair and the job is easy. You must desire drama and be heavily medicated on occasions, but overall I must say that it wasn't too bad.

Why I like garages

I like to hang out in garages. I am a smoker, so for the most part it is statistically proven by myself, that most garages are smoker friendly. That is a plus right off the bat. There are all types of garages. They vary in theme, contents, space, comfort and atmospheric appeal. I like garages full of collectibles, unidentifiable items and just stuff. The more clutter, the better I like it. I feel like there is something ready to be used at all times. Things are just waiting around to be tossed into a cloud of chaotic life. The typical garage is full of money savers for the owner, friends and random people who may need that chair that has been in the corner for 12 years, 5 days, 67 hours and 31 minutes. You can have a garage sale, a garage band or even a garage party. I always feel at one with the garages I frequent. The garage is always full of possibilities!

The Guinea Pig remembered me

I was relieved, you can even say that I was filled with joy! For tonight, the guinea pig showed me affection. I'm camping out with my cousin and his family and they have a guinea pig that I call pig. I don't know what his real name is, I don't think anyone knows for that matter. We all just call him pig. He's never really introduced himself. He use to live in the kitchen and every time the refrigerator door would open he would squeal and ask politely for a carrot. He loves those hard, tasty baby carrots. I enjoy feeding him carrots. He can be quite aggressive with that carrot, but in my heart I know it is because he loves them so much. Pig sure knows how to love. I didn't think he would remember me after a few months, I really didn't. He must of remembered those late nights I would hold him to my chest as he shivered with fear. I always gave him carrots. Tonight I walked to his cage in his new home in the garage and I said to him, "hello pig". He did not dart away and hide in his house, instead he came to the wire and sniffed my fingers as I stroked his bean like head with my index finger. At first I thought this was only in anticipation of a carrot, but then I quickly realized that he hung around the whole time. I think we were bonding again. Oh how I missed the guinea pig!

Male Enhancements at the Kum and Go

Traveling about in a Grand Marquis with velvet red interior this past Tuesday, I made a pit stop for a diet coke at the local Kum and Go in Joplin, Missouri. Yes, I have been there a few times.

Did you know that you can purchase right there - at the very counter you pay for your gasoline- not only male enhancement pills for $2.99, but also WOMEN enhancements as well? Looking back, I'm totally in disbelief of my own reaction that day. I was standing right there at the counter in the Kum and Go, and yet I could not believe my eyes. I'm wondering if they really work? Exactly what are they enhancing? If I was really curious and wanted to know more about this product - would it have looked odd if I were standing there reading the fine print on that small little package? I wonder if I know anyone that would admit to actually taking them? I'm totally going to ask around.

I wanna be a billionaire!!!

He wrote the song for me. He sings it to me on the radio. I'm so ignorant of main stream music that I don't know who even sings it. I just know that we could be the best of friends - especially if he gets his wants before mine. I want to do nothing all day and I want to stay up all night. I want to wait 20 more years before a child comes out my vagina. I want a nanny before it even gets here and I want a really nice baby shower. I hope that I can still drink 6 to 8 liters of diet coke a day and smoke 2 packs of cigs. I will drink orange juice in the morning. If I were a billionaire all this would be possible. I guess I should make sure that my plans aren't evil. I'm watching the history channel and according to several Americans and history documentation Hell doth exist! I must give some of those billions away. I would be ok as a millionaire!

Irate Garage Saler vents on Craigslist!

TRADER JACKS Rocks, but don't you dare sell something that needs repaired or doesnt work at your garage sale or flea-market. Check out the posting I found under the garage sale section here in Pittsburgh, PA.

My kids save their money and we go yard saling and to trader jacks in brisdgeville...I am so sick of them buying toys and games and when we get home to put batteries in it they dont work...I frequent trader jacks every weekend, so if i see you i will get my kids cash back and u can have your broken peice of shit...this disgust me, are you that hard up for a few bucks????? if you sell me something at your yard sale, seriously..I have your address, lol..i will come back, yes for a buck, its a buck, my kids earn their buck, with chores....ok, all sales are final but how about i stand in front of your house and tell your neighbors why I am there????? or go to the flea market and tell other people your stuff is junk???? I got time sweetie, all the time in the world, STOP RIPPING PEOPLE OFF..the thing that put me over the edge was this sunday my son got a bop it at trader jacks for 2 bucks, well, it doesnt work, they overcharged and sold him a broken toy...I will be there to see you this wekend.......BRIGHT AND EARLY!!