He has the look of a man who has successfully completed his mission. So after the minutes have passed, I see the dealer fellow, the nice guy, returning to his set-up. This is what the Cranky Dealer Guy did with me, before I insulted him and alienated him and he became abusive. He needed to be a guy looking for photographs, and then the Cranky Dealer Guy would get excited, and show him the glass lantern slide. I told him not to just go in there and ask to see the glass lantern slide. The nice antiques dealer was gone for maybe six or eight minutes. The other dealer was only like thirty or forty yards away, but there were a number of dealers intervening, and no chance that Cranky Guy would catch on. I was going to stay in the booth of the nice antiques dealer and watch his stuff while he was gone. I gave him $50, which was the price the cranky guy said he wanted for the lantern slide. I asked the nice antiques dealer if he would go buy the slide for me, and he said he would.
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But I told him the subject matter of the glass lantern slide, and explained that there was no way he could mistake it for something else. He was afraid he wouldn't be able to recognize it.
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The nice antiques dealer had never heard of a glass lantern slide. So I told the nice antiques dealer my story about the cranky antiques dealer, and how I had alienated him and now he wouldn't sell me anything, and I told him about the glass lantern slide, and how I had decided that I had to have it. He's a nice guy, and he has a sense of humor, and I've bought from him before. At the front of this space, there is another dealer who has been there a long time. I went right over to the concrete pad with the metal roof over it. The price used to be higher, but they got thrown for a loop when the show fragmented.
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They sell you one ticket that's good for the whole week. The next day, about noon, I got out to Metrolina again. He might even jack up the price, and try to sell it to me for $200 or something outrageous. Problem was, I had alienated the dealer, and there was no way he was going to sell me that glass lantern slide. In short, mrwaterslide realized that he had to have the glass lantern slide. It was romantic, and it was a tad kinky, it was unusual, it was shocking (a bit), it was naughty (a bit, well, sort of like foreplay). Its subject was pretty much total mrwaterslide + a whole lot of johnny (mrwaterslide's cohabitor). It had, how do I say this, mrwaterslide written all over it.
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So that night, in bed (I do a lot of thinking in bed, alas) I thought about the glass lantern slide. So here's this article on the day when I first considered buying a glass lantern slide. Museums are digging them out of their basements and dusting them off and putting them on exhibit. I usually look at the arts section first, and I happened to see an article about, what else, glass lantern slides. But back to our story Īt some point during the day of the encounter with the cranky dealer, I was looking at my New York Times for Friday, November 5th. I'd like to drive down to Miami and meet her. I mean, to everything a season, right? I'm pretty sure this is Bunny Yeager, though whether she took the photograph or someone else did I don't know. Okay, lookit, I bought this card at Metrolina before or after the events I'm relating, and I'm more interested in telling my story than I am in the card.