A Gleam is a Wish Uranium Makes

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This beautiful vintage emerald green glass candy dish was gifted to me only a few months ago. It was obtained at an estate sale some time ago. It is very beautiful as it is. However, it turns out to be the kind of candy dish that one might only gift to one’s enemies. I read recently that in the past it was popular in manufacturing to use radioactive materials. According to this internet information, uranium was used often to color glass. Certain kinds of ceramics contain radioactive glazes and clocks often had radium dials. I knew about the clocks, but not the glass. And this particular glass piece does not have the highlighter green or yellow of the popular and very collectible “vaseline glass,” which would not shock anyone if you told them it was radioactive. However, I began to give this piece the suspicious eye. Occasionally, I’d think to myself that there was a certain green gleam about it that was unique. So, as I was getting a jeweler’s eye anyway, I got one that had the UV light, which in the dark will reveal a glass containing uranium for what it really is. And lo:

I’m not going to lie. The sight of this gave me a warm and fuzzy feeling inside. I hoped this feeling was not caused by any kind of particles emitted from said candy dish. And so, now I too may be in love with the glowing glass of a bygone era. One easily obtainable, if you are interested, from goodwill, thrift stores and ebay. Search uranium glass or vaseline glass and you will see the difference in color from this one to the more popular version. If I had a curio cabinet, I would already have more. However, for the time being I am just working on thinking of cool things to put inside of it to make it work as an existing decoration. As you can see, I’m ready for Halloween.

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The Midnight Hypochondriac

There you are, alone, seated at your computer. You are starting to break a sweat as you are sucked into the black hole that is internet medicine. You started out at fatigue and you ended up at cancer. As I tell people all the time, I may not be an MD, but I am a WebMD. This quest has on occasion led to a relatively accurate self-diagnosis. More often than not, however, the “every symptom you have may be cancer” vortex sucks me down the rabbit hole. One click leads quickly, sometimes fatally, to another.

Of Tornadoes and Tyrranosaurs

After all the local storms yesterday, I turned on the news this morning to see the reporter advising that the National Weather Service would be at the sight of the completely demolished trailer park to determine whether a tornado was responsible. I was relieved to know that they would be on the scene quickly to assess the situation and rule out an attack by a roving Tyrannosaurus.

 

Carnival Time

The thought occurred to me that only in New Orleans on a Friday morning would your boss e-mail all of his employees to say that later that evening he would be dressed in gold and a mask while parading the streets on horseback without fazing anyone.

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The big questions on everyone’s mind are where they are getting their next king cake, what time the parades start and, in my case, “what to bring to the party?” We used to always have Popeyes chicken on parade days. Since I moved out of the parade areas into the suburbs I haven’t been going to as many as I used to. 😦 This is a time of year when if you aren’t friends with people living on the parade routes, you make friends with them.

Mardi Gras this year is timed to nearly collide with Chinese New Year. We will be celebrating right on the new year! Conveniently, I have a date with this dragon on Monday.

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May the Odds Be Ever In Your Favor

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You never know in life when chance will be in your favor or against you. Sometimes it is fun to stack the deck and see how that plays out. I recently played a tremendous joke on a group of people by stuffing several extra plastic babies into a New Orleans king cake, which normally contains only one.

For those of you who do not know king cake is a New Orleans delicacy sold and served between King’s Day (Jan. 6) and Mardi Gras. These treats are normally sweet breads, sometimes plain brioche, sometimes cinnamon, covered in colored sugar. More modern variations are stuffed with fruit or cream cheese, like a danish. But there is a little bit of trick ‘o’ treat involved.

Tradition holds that the one who gets the baby, brings the next king cake. So, although everyone wants to eat the cake, not everyone is so eager to get baby and be responsible for buying another cake. This results “abandoned baby” syndrome, where sneak-thieves leave babies unattended at the site of the cake, hoping to remain unidentified and free of responsibility.

Mysteriously, when all (this cake) was said and done, very few new parents came forward…