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I know how he feels

Oh how I love vintage magic posters. More on this here.

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The Toothfairy

I chipped a filling the other day and headed to the dentist to have it repaired. They seated me in a room I hadn't been in before. A strange figure seated on a high ledge immediately caught my attention.


I asked the dentist what it was, where it came from, and if it had a name.

"It's the Toothfairy," he told me, adding that it was a gift from a friend and that no, he had no name for it other than Toothfairy.

I told him that I was pretty sure he'd been buffaloed and that, although the Toothfairy surely climbs down from there at night, he does not fish baby teeth from beneath pillows and leave coins in exchange.

"I think he actually eats the children and leaves just the teeth behind," I said.

The life-size Toothfairy fascinated me for the duration of my visit. I could not take my eyes from him. When the dentist was finished with my repair, I snapped a few pix with my phonecam. He looked terrifying from every angle, although I could only get so close.


"It came from a place called Katherine's," said my dentist as I got ready to leave. "They're out of Akron. They make ornaments and stuff."

When I got home, I wanted to learn more about the Toothfairy and its creator. Perhaps there would be fodder for a story, particularly since they were local. I really had to dig to find Katherine's Collections. When I got there, I was unable to access most of the pages as I didn't have a "customer number." I used the contact form, explaining I was a writer and that I was fascinated with the Toothfairy. Would they be amenable to talking with me?

I am certain they got my message because my hit counter logged a handful of visits from an ISP tagged "Katherine's Collections," but they have not yet answered my query. Their merchandise is on the Internet, but they're very cagey about how they sell it, which seems to be only at big craft shows. I found Lucifer over there on the left on Pamela's Corner along with a several other dolls from Katherine's Collections.

I am unsure why a vendor would be so secretive about their merchandise. Perhaps it creates mystique. In any event, My poking around has probably earned a visit from the Toothfairy. So if I go missing one day save for a collection of teeth upon my pillow, check the dentist office.

That is all.

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A toast of respect for magical prowess

I just purchased a very large reproduction of this 1899 image on canvas. We hung it over the mantle. Can you imagine my poor kid? Who hangs something like this in the most prominent place in their home? Your dubious hostess, that's who!

First off: I love vintage magic posters. I've loved this one in particular for years and years. I love the way Mephistopheles is depicted as androgynous. But he's not androgynous in a soft way. The lines between his male and female components are hard--really hard. The masculine face, the voluminous dress. This is no Boy George, baby. This is a devil to sin with.

I want that mother's hat.

I love the huge goblets of brandy their hefting. No little candy-ass sips of polite aperitif here! I love Kellar's tuxedo, the intensity of his eyes as they bore into the smirking devil. I love the bats in the background and the outlines of other evil entities, the distant pitchfork. I love the colors.

And for those who are wondering, yes, everything in my house is this weird.

Fun with Mr. Bubble and a dancing devil

1. There's nothing wrong with tearing off one another's clothes and having raw, animal sex.

2. For a longer, more involved sexual encounter however, a preliminary shower is a good idea.

3. When you shower in anticipation of an elaborate session and then execute it with such vigor that a second shower is required, now that's an accomplishment.

4. What makes you think I have any experience with this topic?

5. Who came up with the idea that a dancing alien would be an effective lure for refinancing my mortgage? Or a scary clown? When I see an animated Pennywise or green Close Encounter thingie doing the Bojangles, I want to run screaming from the computer.

7. They should use this dancing Satan. This guy makes me want to remove my pants every time (although to be fair, they're not interested in the removal of my pants).

8. Why am I numbering these sentences?

9. Eek!

10. There's a devil in my drawers.

11. Off to the shower.