Thursday, September 01, 2011
Just to prove to you...
by no means are all the sunrises strikingly beautiful up here--LOL!
We've had some very dark, grey, rainy days...and nights.
Miss Karma--unable to resist her bed in a new spot (under the desk).
Well, Leah was working on Wednesday night. (At her job they trade off and about once every four months she has to work some really crazy hours--I think she went to work about 6:30pm and Dagan thought she was working till 3-4am.) So, Dagan stopped by after work with some milk and other things Leah had picked up for me and stuffed in the cloth Target bags...like this roll of small trash bags. If Karma can't manage to lay right on top of something...
...she does her best to lay claim, regardless. Which is why I can't resist tossing things on the floor to see what she'll do--LOL! (Tori, she's laying with an arm slung over the roll--stayed there and caught a couple winks while I was putting things away.)
As you know, my hours have been flipped. I had been up since 8pm the night before...was getting tired in the afternoon...but thought that maybe if I could just stay awake until Dagan dropped off the stuff that then I'd be closer to being back on days, right? So, I took a shower to wake myself up and was still doing okay while Dagan was here.
He was telling me about Protandum...some herbal pills that he and Leah are going to take for three months to see if they work to make you feel better. They asked me to try them, too, so when the order arrives...we three will be guinea pigs. Something about free radicals and such...of which, I know less than nothing. I'm game, though. I would be a really good guinea pig, right? If I can feel obviously better...well, I'd be totally sold!!
Anyways, Dagan and I discussed having a Sacred Circle next week. We haven't had one for months and months! And then the following week we could maybe make it the night to put all the shelves in the bookcases. My paper shelves I'm going to order should be here by that time, too. And then in three weeks I would go over to their place on Wednesdays for a while to help Leah get the office organized where we have all the etsy stuff. (Their roommate kind of took over up there...left and didn't take all his stuff out of that room so Dagan is going to call him.)
Dagan left about 6:30pm...but I didn't get to bed until 11:30 last night!! Yes! I slept during the night last night and happily greeted another grey dawn this morning from the fresh side of the day! And what, you may ask, could possibly have pushed me to stay awake for 27 hours???.....
I discovered old fountain pens and ink bottles in the bottom of one of the Target bags!!!!!
Three old Parkers...
...the very tail end of this bottle of Parker Super Chrome turquoise blue ink (cool color!)...
...and the bottom of a bottle of Super Quink washable black ink (the bottle looks cobalt blue?)...
...and a dark red swirled Waterman...with the original box.
Nothing had been cleaned...everything was messy with ink...so, of course, I couldn't resist diving into the cleaning! I wanted to see if they could be cleaned up decently...if any of them worked...if they wrote...and if they did, how did they perform?
Well, the Waterman writes very dry and scratchy and skips a lot. Might be corroded from ink sitting in it?
To my surprise, two of the Parkers seemed to have some kind of a pump to fill them. This dark one with the sparkly lines around it...well, the pump action didn't suck up ink at all.
This grey and gold one...won't even stay together. Apparently the seal doesn't work anymore on the pumping action piece.
This last black Parker had a squeeze bladder fill cartridge that still worked...and it wrote! Very bold, thick, wet line. Since I like a fine line it really did feel like a marker to me. Like a regular Sharpie--LOL! But it works!!
These must have belonged to Leah's Mom...or maybe they were even her Dad's? (He's been gone for many years.) I'll find out eventually. ;)
But even cleaning four pens couldn't keep me up for five hours, right?
Well, messing around with old pens got me wanting to take out my older fountain pen stash that I just ran across when I was cleaning my desk. Now that I have the syringe from Goulet Pens I can actually refill regular cartridges of any size and shape with whatever bottled ink I choose, right? Well, some of these just didn't work the best...and with some of them I didn't want to use the last of their cartridges...
...but last night I decided to go for it. I loaded them each with an appropriate cartridge and played around a bit. Now that is what took up the rest of the time. LOL! ;)
Oh--top to bottom: a Rotring Core, my Waterman Rhapsody, a no name red and a no name green metal, creepy spongy sticky red fat no name pen, copper Cross, a black and a red Shaeffer calligraphy pen.
And you thought the only ones I had were in my wooden pen box--LOL! ;)
Anyways, I see the sun is trying to peek through the clouds at the moment. It's already 75 degrees, 84% humidity, and Karma is sawing logs on the porch. So glad to have a working AC in this apartment. Thrilled to be on days today. (Hope it sticks for a while.) Am close to the end of my first private, personal, diary-type journal (Levenger-not good for fountain pens) and will be able to begin my new, glorious, FP friendly, forest green Exacompta very soon!! And fall is around the corner! (My very favorite time of year!) Ahhh!
Life is good.
Thank you, Leah, for thinking of me!!
You knew old pens and inks would bring boundless joy to your goofy MIL!! ;)
Happy almost the weekend. :):)
"Something precious is lost if we rush headlong into the details of life without pausing for a moment to pay homage to the mystery of life and the gift of another day."