I had almost forgotten that I still had this poster until thoughts of the late Hoyt Axton crossed my mind.
It was on a top shelf in the garage, where things go to be forgotten. It was rolled up under a thoroughly desiccated rubber band.
I don’t recall when and where I got it, but it must have...
The assumption that a fondness for “vintage” stuff — furniture, clothing, etc. — is an indication of “living in the past.”
Sure, there have always been those who romanticize the past and bemoan ad nauseam the current state of their world. But then there are those who do just the opposite: they...
And what might we call this piece? It did what countertop canisters did — provide storage for flour, sugar, coffee, etc. in its bins. But these days it mostly just takes up space. I don’t like the countertop; it’s the last remaining section of what was throughout this kitchen when we moved in...
Not deserving of its own thread, so I put it here.
The book has just enough text to cover the basics of streamline moderne’s origins and stylistic conventions, and hundreds of full-cover images of commercial artworks.
I found few things quite as annoying as the CB radio craze, which hit its zenith in the early to mid-1970s, as I remember it. I was too closely related to a person who couldn’t get enough of the insipid exchanges on that thing. Riding in his car bordered on torture.
I can see how long haul...
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I’m using the washer and dryer that came with the house we bought eight years ago. I’m guessing the appliances themselves are at least 30 years old.
I understand that newer w/d’s are more energy efficient and all, but I’ve also heard stories of the electronics going pfffft about a week...
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Podcasts and Bluetooth have me listening to radio hardly at all anymore. Radio was what I had on in the car. I spend less time in the car than I used to, and I find myself preferring to listen to conversations with greater depth than can be found on terrestrial radio. (Our car is...
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Just so long as no one is suffering illusions.
I’m too well acquainted with a fellow whose fourth wife is a considerably younger alien angling to remain here in God’s Country.
I wouldn’t choose such an arrangement myself, but in this case they’re both getting what they want from the deal.
I’ve long held that paper and pencil (or ink pen) is a superior technology in certain regards, including committing information to memory.
As to the students being the “customer base” …
We’ve been going down this road for several decades now. And there’s enough blame to go around. The...
Get used to it.
You’re in your 30s now, right? If you’re lucky (or maybe not), you’ll have your mother for a long while yet. It’s doubtful her personality will change much.
I can go for a nice slab of bovine flesh every now and then myself. Whenever I find myself near Ellensburg I make a point of stopping in to the Palace, a steakhouse with a decor that leans heavily on antique farm implements.
The steakhouses hosting those financial planning pitches around here...
You find yourself at the Safeway during the 11 a.m. hour on a Tuesday (the slackest time of the week, according to a friend retired after a career in the supermarket business), and note that it’s among the few occasions of late where you are actually younger than most others present.
And the...
There are kitchen utensils I use maybe twice a year and that’s reason enough to keep them around. Bought and paid for long ago, don’t take up much space, etc.
Sorry, Marie Kondo, but all my clutter sparks joy. Maybe I should write a book about it. You’re proof enough there’s plenty of suckers...
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