Around noon I drove all the way out to Woodland Hills (Topanga exit on the 101, south for half a mile) to buy this nicely hand-crafted shoe rack for only $25. Built around ’55 or so. Semi-heavy and solid, not too varnished or foo-fooey — a shoe rack that Jack London or Ernest Hemingway would have approved of. I couldn’t fit it entirely into the car so I tied the hatchback down with some thick string and kept my distance from the cops, as they could have busted me because the hatchback was bobbing up and down a bit. It fit right into the bedroom decor. Very satisfying.