I Thought All Writers Drank to Excess and Beat Their Wives...

You know who I love? Cary Grant. He is hilarious, and makes me very happy, almost as much as this nice weather- Thank God the rain went away.

Yesterday I went on an adventure to the Baltimore Summer Antiques Show, which was held at the Baltimore Convention Center. The BCC is not a foreign place to me as I have been attending the annual Otakon (Japanese pop culture/ sci-fi nerd joy) at the Convention for the past five years. I've seen the BCC empty and I've seen it jam packed with people with odd hair, but until yesterday I had never seen it so full of people with fanny packs willing to buy overpriced old items. Never. People in costumes willing to buy overpriced stuffed animals, yes. People with pensions seriously considering buying 1.2 million dollar brass church doors, no.

The brass doors were beautiful... but honestly... what are you going to do with 1.2 million dollars worth of door? You know what you could do with 1.2 mil... A LOT. You know what you can do with a door... open it and close it.

In all seriousness though, the show had some pretty sweet stuff, that, had I hundreds of spare dollars, I MIGHT have considered getting. I mean, who doesn't want a cane with a sweet spyglass ontop ($650) or some first edition signed Hemingway novels ($2250.) It was very cool.

My favorite though, were some antique Pulp novels from the 50's and 60's. I mean, these are some pretty scandolous works here. With titles like "Sin Chains" and "The Green Woman" and story mags like "Murder Mystery Monthly" and "Spicy Detective" how could you not want to read and collect every single one? Really.

WHOA!! And also, why is she tied to a banister?

So apparently University at Buffalo has a pretty sweet Pulp collection that I'll link to here. But I think I'll keep an eye out for more, and if I see anything good, I'll be sure to post it.

The end of the Cary Grant Quote that is the post title is, "You know at one time I think I secretly wanted to be a writer." (The Philadelphia Story) I have no idea why damsels in distress and misogyny are so entertaining to me, but they really are. I think it's just so absurd that I either embrace it fully or become insulted. I've chosen to embrace it. There's nothing better than a little objectification to brighten someone's day.