Dag Hammarskjold

I passed this place as a kid when I would go to work with my father, back when he managed the
lounge and recreation area for the Plaza 400 building on East 56th Street.  I would ask my dad
who Dag was and my Dad would say he was a famous singer in Sweden, like their Frank Sinatra.

By the time I was 7, I already knew that a lot of the crap that came out of my father's mouth was a lie.
Well, it was more of a joke, but still counts as a lie, especially because he never really admitted to the
lie, even when you busted him.  He'd just shrug his shoulders and say, "Have it your way."

That's the tower to the left.  One Dag Hammarskold Plaza is the one to the right.

Fake Police Department

They're always trying to trick us.

A little to the right.

This is the Anthology Film Archives Building on 2nd Street and 2nd Avenue in Manhattan.

r_t

I always thought I might be a rut.

BEWARE OF MOTHS

YOU ARE WATCHING ZAGHAVEN CABLE ACCESS TELEVISION

FAPT - Main Set (May)

ENTRY GIF (TEST)

POINTING AT NICK

Nick half in darkness

Fireplace under Nick.  Mr. Parfenix's chill spot.

Couch Set with Bill's Fridge

Toyhouse

Rubbish's Set, sans Rubbish's Balcony.

No Sell Cigarettes

Before Sudsy wore a sheet, he was a skeleton and the mascot for NoXSell Cigarettes.
His catch phrase was, "Buy them because they're bloody good for you!".
(I'm lying... Sudsy never had a job nor did he have any bones & also cigarettes are bad for you).

Fapt Layout GIF

Simpsons Style Cloud Sweep

Coat Check

My favorite is the Aspirin jar that says TIPS.

Frankie's Apartment: Building Materials

Roof Shingles

Large Bay Windows

Regular Windows

Brick Paper

Entry

The Way to the Sixth Borough: Model Railroad Background Gif

Frank's Pizza Mystery

I was up late one night (Rat's do that ya' know) finishing up a tub of Breyer's Rocky Road,
when I suddenly got hungry with a craving for some Pizza.
I called up Frank's because I like the way the Chef wears his scarf,
in hopes that I could finally find a joint that delivers in the middle of the night.
The strange thing was that it went straight to a voice message that sounded a lot like Frankie.
OUR FRANKIE!!!
Has he been secretly running a Pizzeria this whole time and not telling me?
Is this the answer to my dreams of Free Pizza For Life?
The Plot in Frankie's Apartment thickens.
Tune in next year to see what happens!

Cardboard Pond For Model Railroad Layout

70's.

Another Banana Stamp

It's a Party!

NETFLIX does it again!

I've been waiting for a reboot of Hey Nephew!

 

Back in 1991, Hey Nephew! was my absolute FAVORITE Greeting Card (FOR nephews,
FROM aunts and uncles).  Of course, it doesn't hold a candle to some of the Easter Cards for
a GRANDSON from that era, but it definitely beats most of the Graduation Greetings
offered in this period. 

What a cool dog.  I always wondered what the other side of his face looks like.  I hope
Netflix "keeps it real" and never shows it though.  That's one of the main mysteries of this
Greeting Card.  It would be like telling us who killed Laura Palmer to open up the show.

Tank Top tucked into belted Shorts.  I sense a theme.

Jams style shorts.  Let's hope they're anthropomorphic in the show.

I used to look at these sneakers for almost 2 seconds, one time.  I never had a fantasy about them and
they barely registered back then.  I can't wait to see what Netflix has in store for these guys!

ThermoNuclear Pencil Case

I just got this Pink Neon colored Pencil Case/ ThermoNuclear Containment Pouch.
My theory is that during the early 90's, after the Cold War ended,
the "Powers That Be" had all this nuclear waste to dispose of on the quick-fast.
So they started crafting Neon Colored everything out of the stuff
and sold it to all the Guidos, Skaters and Nerds of the world as "Cool Surfer Junk".
It's pretty useless as a pencil case because the lead turns to liquid
if a pencil is kept in there for more than 10 minutes.
But, I do kinda like how it gives you a splitting headache if you touch it.

Christmas Box

Christmas is 235 days away.
That's only 338,400 minutes from now.
I can do that standing on my head.

Albertson Sugar Bowl

This place might have sold candy and soda in the past but they sure don't anymore.  Now, it is a sad and
wretched cesspool of gambling and cigarette smoking.  I have no idea how it is possibly still open.
I'm sort of glad that it is, but I hated it so much that if I was Drew Barrymore in Firestarter there would
have been no way for me to tell my flame-powers to "Back Off, Just Back Off."
Some old guy that runs it was literally smoking two cigarettes at once.  They have three TV screens for
keno, a bunch of duct taped stools, and wads of old lotto tickets all over the floor.  There are no
refrigerator units for drinks, no newspapers, and one old candy rack that is almost completely empty
but for a few packs of life savers from the 70's.  Of course, I wanted these, but old Smoke-Ears wouldn't
sell them to me.  In the end, just as we had our feet out the door, he said in a calm voice, "Get out."

Frankie Clapping (Forever)

I smashed up a Casio watch and sprinkled some of it into Frankie's baked beans last night
so now he's stuck in time applauding my every dance move.
Thank You. Thank you.  You're far too kind. (for a Children's Show Host)
An encore? Well, if you insist...