My old man used to always say that we are all crazy in our own way, and as long as your crazy and my crazy don’t clash too much, we’ll get along just fine. My career as a small town newspaper publisher, along with some years working in law enforcement, convinced me that Dad was right. You just never know what lurks inside the people you think you know.
That being said, I’ll admit something to you. I have a fetish. No, it’s not whips and chains or any of that fun (read kinky) stuff. Sure, I appreciate a beautiful lady in a négligée as much as the next guy. But my fetish is for something else – rolltop desks. If I see a dusty old rolltop desk sitting in a corner someplace, it will turn my head as quick as a pretty girl in a skimpy bikini. I can’t explain it, it is what it is.
Maybe it’s the newspaperman in me. My first job as a kid was being a printer’s devil, cleaning up the Washington press after the weekly paper was printed. It was hot, dirty work, and I absolutely loved it.
The publisher of the small town paper had an ancient rolltop desk in his office and when I was done with my chores I would stand in the doorway watching him pounding away at his old Underwood typewriter until he would notice me and look up and say, “If you don’t have something to do kid, go home, there’s work being done here.” I knew way back then that I was going to be a small town newspaper publisher someday, and I spent close to 25 wonderful years of my life doing just that.
I’ve had several rolltops over the years, beautiful antique desks that I’m sure could tell you stories if you would just sit and listen to them.
The problem with old rolltops is that most of them will not accommodate computers and monitors and things like that. And the modern reproduction stuff is usually cheap junk made out of presswood. So when I was browsing through Craigslist the other night and saw this beautiful solid oak rolltop for sale up in Ormond Beach, along with the oak office chair, I fell in love. We went to look at it yesterday. The fellow selling it is going through a divorce and just wanted it gone so he didn’t have to move it. I picked it up for a price that was so low it was shameful! It’s 5 feet wide, almost 6 feet tall, and weighs just a little more than a 1956 Buick.
The guy I bought it from helped Terry and I load it into the back of our pickup. The rolltop and the desk are separate units, and both are very heavy. I wasn’t sure how we were going to get them back off once we got home, but we were very fortunate. As I was backing into the driveway, a couple who live just a little bit down from us introduced themselves and asked if we needed any help. Their names are Dave and Kim, and with Dave’s help we made short work of getting the desk and the rolltop off of the pickup and into my little office. With a desk like this you know I’m going to get some serious writing done!
Once we had the desk unloaded and inside the house, we thanked Dave and Kim for their help and chatted with them a little bit. Dave is quite the fisherman and told me that he’s had very good luck off the dock right here at Terra Mar Village. Now I want to go fishing and write! What is a boy to do?
Since I couldn’t decide on which one, instead I took Miss Terry to dinner. She really likes Mexican food and we found a place in New Smyrna Beach called Azteca D’Oro that had good reviews on Yelp. A mariachi band was playing when we came in the door, which is always fun to listen to.
Terry ordered a combination plate and was amazed at how big it was. I opted for shrimp tacos and they were very good.
While we were eating the band came over and asked if we had any requests, and since they did not know Una Paloma Blanca, one of Terry’s favorites, they played Guantanamera, and did a very good rendition. We will definitely go back again.
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Thought For The Day – Wrinkled is not one of the things I wanted to be when I grew up.