That “leaving things behind” is very much the approach taken by the Depression/WWII generations of my family. Very few misty-eyed nostalgics in that bunch.
I’d imagine they’d be positively gobsmacked by the prices the stuff they couldn’t be rid of fast enough are fetching these days.
“Sheik of Araby” is a Tin Pan Alley hit dating from 1921 which became a standard. More recently, in the 1950s, Louis Prima’s take on it, a medley with “When You’re Smiling,” gained some popularity.
I’m confident you’ve heard the melody, and it’s all but certain your grandmother did.
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That Goebbels fellow was decidedly unwell. Whenever I get to putting much stock in notions such as “there is no violent solution,” I remind myself that there are characters such as Goebbels.
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It’s there to hold the lid away from the flame, I’m guessing, so that it isn’t in the way when the lighter is turned upside down. Or sideways. I hear there are reasons to do that, licit and illicit.
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Yeah, that sounds like nothing but a lame excuse.
So, whatcha gonna do? You need the supplies. Sounds like it’s just gonna be more costly, in money and/or employee time.
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I think you’re asking if there’s such a thing as a “windproof” lighter.
If so, I’d like to know as well. I don’t smoke, but I still occasionally have need to start a fire.
Nixon was never impeached.
As to smugness and sanctimony, I suggest you take a look in a mirror.
Rarely have I encountered a person so lacking in self-awareness.
I subscribed to Esquire because it was offered at an almost-giveaway price, and I recalled it featuring excellent writing BITD, when I last read it on a semi-regular basis.
I mention this because if there is any place after shave might be advertised, it would be in the pages of Esquire, a...
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I can’t recall when I last saw an advertisement for after shave. Is it that the market for it isn’t what it used to be? Very likely, I imagine. I can think of no one of my acquaintance who uses the stuff, whereas back when I was a kid even working class men kept it in their bathroom...
We’re close in age, I think. Back when we were “college age” a youngster could pay his tuition and keep himself housed and fed working a job that didn’t pay much more than minimum wage. That was my experience, anyway, and that of many of my contemporaries.
Housing costs these days leave me...
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God bless Leslie Nielsen, a master of deadpan if ever there was one. He had great material to work with in his later career (credit to others for that), still, it’s hard to imagine anyone else better playing the oblivious stuffed shirt.
Among the beauties of community colleges is that they bring education to people whose circumstances make it very difficult to access it any other way — they live (and work, by necessity) in more remote locales, where there are few if any four-year schools; their high school grades might not have...
Good analogy. Right up there with “the sailor made to walk the plank voluntarily jumped,” or “the condemned chose to climb the 13 steps to the gallows platform.”
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