bookmark_bordertuesday is mid-century modern day on elias blog

I love mid-century modern houses and furniture. I wish I could live in total 1950s splendor. For your – I mean my – viewing pleasure (since this site is about me!) here’s a corner of my pad. The telephone works and you can just see the corner of the teak chair with cushions. I love that chair more than any other seating in my home. (I never sit in it however. It is reserved for company). That tower thing is a type holder. More early-century high-tech but I bought it on a whim. I plan on taking it to the Antique Roadshow since it is probably worth a pretty penny. I joke about saving for retirement but really snowbird bliss is all wrapped up in that wooden treasure.

Here’s a better view of that very special chair. The lines are so lovely, aren’t they? You can sit on it if you come over. Gently and with only a glass of white wine. Red wine and you are stuck on the brown sofa.

Finally, here’s my favourite radio.


I collect them and have about 10 or so from the 50s. All are very fun to touch. Sometimes I just sit at home turning the dials and thinking about my future. Wondering what will be. What will become of me.

bookmark_borderkeeping me off the streets one day at a time

Hello to my 4 — maybe 5 on a good day — readers! Welcome once again to my self-indulgent online experiment.

So here I am trying to dream up an exciting idea. I get paid at work to think up ideas so you’d think I’d be better at this than I actually am.

My issue of the day: I’m torn. I’ve had a website since — I think — about 1998 or 1999 and people used to read it. I used to get many more hits and random emails. When I moved to the blog format (my site has always been a blog but I did not use blogging software) the hits took a bit of a hit (ha ha). I am wondering if I should try and get listed on some blog sites and such.

But are most blogs not just self-indulgent drivel? A lot of what’s out there really is like eavesdropping on a bunch of high schoolers smoking and gossiping behind the portables (oh, the memories of Midland Avenue CI). And a lot is poorly written. (I’d like to think mine is not crap to read since I actually get paid to write things in real life. But that’s a matter of opinion — the collective opinion of all 4 of you, really.)

This blog is not about technology, journalism, marketing or fashion … it is just about things I think up after dinner. Perhaps not the most fascinating content for a wider readership.

But who cares. I don’t think I do or I would not still be here. I still think this is fun and it keeps me at home and out of the crack houses. And that’s what it is all about. Better to sit here with a martini than be outside looking for my next hit.