JimL sez, “Originally published in the July 1922 edition of FLAPPER magazine, this dictionary went into some detail, listing the group’s slang and providing definitions. In the process, it also provided an insight: through the slang we can begin to discern attitudes and priorities and the mindset of the adherents. And the adherents, after all, were our grandmothers and great-grandmothers. Who knew?”
Absent Treatment–Dancing with a bashful partner. Airedale–A homely man. Alarm Clock–Chaperon. Anchor–Box of flowers. Apple Knocker–A hick; a hay-shaker. Apple Sauce–Flattery; bunk. Barlow–A girl, a flapper, a chicken. Bank’s Closed–No petting allowed; no kisses. Barneymugging–Lovemaking. Bee’s Knees–See “Cat’s Pajamas” Bell Polisher–A young man addicted to lingering in vestibules at 1 a.m. Bean Picker–One who patches up trouble and picks up spilled beans. Berry Patch–A man’s particular interest in a girl. Berries–Great. Biscuit–A pettable flapper. Big Timer–(n. masc.)–A charmer able to convince his sweetie that a jollier thing would be to get a snack in an armchair lunchroom; a romantic.
The Silver Snail, Toronto’s iconic Queen Street West comic shop, has sold up and is moving to new digs. The owner is selling to the wonderful George Zotti, who’s been manager there for for years and years. The Snail was practically the last shop left on that stretch of Queen Street from its glory days, before it became, essentially, a megabrand mall selling the same junk you could buy at the Eaton Centre. Things are still interesting as you push further west on Queen Street, but the whole road is fast turning into a blighted corporate wasteland — a kind of extended strip mall.
No word yet on where the Silver Snail is moving to, but I’m betting they end up in the Annex, nearby the great new digs that Bakka Books (the old science fiction bookstore that used to be situated across from the Snail) has ended up in on Harbord Street.
The vibrant, cavernous store will remain on Queen St. W. until at least February 2012. But it will move to a new neighbourhood, says Zotti.
“Queen Street is not the book-friendly place it used to be,” he says. “If you want shoes or $300 jeans, it’s a good place to go. It’s lost that browsing, literary feel it used to have.”
The store is legendary for hosting indie artists as well as comic book royalty — including Simpsons creator Matt Groening and Sandman writer Neil Gaiman — at store events. With its proximity to Much Music, it’s also had drop-ins from a litany of celebrities with comic fetishes, including KISS’s Gene Simmons, actor Robin Williams, Dave Stewart of the Eurythmics and Burton Cummings of the Guess Who.
“We’ve opened the store early so Harrison Ford and his kids could shop,” says Zotti, who has worked at the store on and off since he was 15. “Mark Hamill came in when I was 18.”
Then there was the Friday afternoon Bob Dylan strolled in.
While visiting Ben “Bad Science” Goldacre‘s flat in London recently, he played me some fantastic cuts off a compilation LP titled “London Is The Place For Me: Trinidadian Calypso In London, 1950-1956.” This incredible music hit the global scene during the massive Caribbean migration to the UK starting around 1948. I know next-to-nothing about Calypso, but one signer I was somewhat familiar with is the famous Aldwyn Roberts, aka Lord Kitchener. (Indeed, the record Ben played me was named for Kitchener’s best-known song.) Kitchener emigrated to London from Trinidad, via Jamaica. Amazingly, just as Kitchener’s boat, the Empire Windrush, pulled into the British harbor on June 22, 1948, a journalist interviewed him about his fledgling career as a singer. As Ben said when he sent me this clip, “It’s such a great and improbable thing to have on film. Some guy, getting off a boat, who is shortly to become massively famous, singing into your BBC microphone.”
Comedy genius and true-born nerd Chris Hardwick (@nerdist) invited me to join him as a guest on his very popular and very funny podcast. Here it is! Chris and his friendly LOL-sidekicks and I talked about what would happen if NPR and E! Television got married; the origin of Boing Boing; and the mainstreaming of geek culture.
Access Main Computer File is a marvelous celebration in images of (mostly phony) computer user interfaces from Hollywood. Once there, mouse over the pictures to see the movie name and year. Notably absent is the instant messaging screen from Pretty In Pink’s library scene. Above, Weird Science (1985) and Tron (1982). (Thanks, Jess Hemerly!)
And in a similar vein, there’s the classic “Let’s enhance” montage of faux image enhancement scenes in movies.
Fourteen years after his death, the FBI has released a set of heavily redacted documents on the murder of Christopher “Biggie Smalls” Wallace, (1972-1997), the rapper known as “Notorious B.I.G.” The FBI closed the case in 2005 without determining who killed him. More at Time Magazine.
Here’s a fantastic animated adaptation comic/skeptic/awesomesauce purveyor Tim Minchin’s poem “Storm,” a verse-form rant about the miseries of woowoo, the glory of science, the delights of skepticism and the miracle of the actual world.