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vitanola

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I'd'a thought being a 78 nut was pretty male. Lizzie is about the only nonbifurcated specimen in captivity.
Well, don't pay too much attention to him. The fellow not only assumed taht I was female, he called me a "hipster"!

If I am one, I suspect that I'm the only one in captivity that took its driver's test in a flivver, owns no vinyl, wears stiff collars, and doesn't drink beer, save with Knedlo-Vepro-Zelo at Sunday dinner.
 

LizzieMaine

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I'd'a thought being a 78 nut was pretty male. Lizzie is about the only nonbifurcated specimen in captivity.

I know several others, actually, including some right here on the Lounge -- although most of us are less obsessed by discographical minutiae than the boys tend to be, and more interested in just listening to the records for the sake of the music. I'd suggest, in fact, that a hapster tends to be less interested in the veneration of artifacts and the cataloguing of relics, and more interested in just using them for the purpose for which they were intended to be used.

And for some reason I've always pegged Bro. Vitanola as more of a Bevo man.
 

vitanola

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Being a Clevelander by birth, I would go for "Bevera", produced by our own Leisey Brewing Company.

Of course, we also had a cheap beer produced by a former manufacturer of superb luxury cars.[huh]

I accumulated mass quantities of the stuff that I like, a very male trait indeed, but I only accumulate for use, or so I tell myself.

What, by the way, is "meh"?
 
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I tried to take my driver's test in my car at the time, a 1960 Chevy Bel-Air. They turned me away and told me to come back in a 'safer' car. I laugh at that. The cops said if I had been in the GMC Jimmy I used for my driver's test instead of my Bel-Air when I was hit, I'd be dead.

Well, don't pay too much attention to him. The fellow not only assumed taht I was female, he called me a "hipster"!

If I am one, I suspect that I'm the only one in captivity that took its driver's test in a flivver, owns no vinyl, wears stiff collars, and doesn't drink beer, save with Knedlo-Vepro-Zelo at Sunday dinner.
 

Flicka

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Nice to learn there's no depression in Sweden.

I've worked 18 years in the family business. Among my responsibilities are copywriting, editorial services, and yes, "farting about with digital design."

I also only agree with about 80% of If. OTOH, I can sing the tires off On the Road to Mandalay.

So I guess I can't be a hapster.

How about a Hapsburg? Any openings in what's left of the Holy Roman Empire? I own my own white tie and tails and can have a Van Dyck ready on 2 weeks notice.
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I am also chahmed, my deeah lady, to make your acqvaintantz. *click* *kiss kiss*

Actually no, there is no depression here, but even of there was I still think someone could try to get a job (which is why I put "or endeavour to get one" in my post; it's not about having a job but wanting one). I know I did when there actually was a recession going on here.

I know people who work in design too, and think that's a perfectly respectable job. 'Farting about' was an attempt to describe someone who plays with something without it having the other identifying marks of a job, like actual output and actual hours spent working in the sincere hope of getting paid. I could exchange 'digital design' for art, writing or anything else that's 'cool' and mean no insult to artists and writers. I was referring to someone posing as something, rather than being it.

Are we good?
 
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vitanola

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I tried to take my driver's test in my car at the time, a 1960 Chevy Bel-Air. They turned me away and told me to come back in a 'safer' car. I laugh at that. The cops said if I had been in the GMC Jimmy I used for my driver's test instead of my Bel-Air when I was hit, I'd be dead.

Well, my officer began, per the rules, with the safety inspection. Asked me to flash my left turn signal. When I told him that I had none, he wanted me to come bak in a modern machine. I pointed out that Ohio law did not require these signals. Then he asked to see the brake light. After some fairly good natured "discussion" he said, well turn on the head and marker lights, and then let's get going. I got out of the car to start the engine, as my machine was a 1919 Coupe, and was not fitted with the starting and lighting system. The poor man asked me to describe the controls, and after hearing about "throttle", "spark", "reverse pedal" and "mixture control" he said "You had better be able to drive this thing, 'cause if you can't I'm calling a tow truck"

My poor father nearly had an apoplectic fit when he found that I had gone and taken the test early, in THAT car (which I had to garage at a neighbor's, as it was, in Dad's words "ridiculous"). Drove the machine a couple of years in college and replaced it with a bigger car, a Paige-Detroit eight cylinder seven passenger sedan. Was THAT ever a mistake! Great car. Heavy, stylish, comfortable, good for road-trips, but I couldn't keep the thing in gasoline, especially at $1.21 9/10ths per gallon. Gas prices nearly doubled in the months after I traded my little four-cylinder flivver for that behemoth!
 
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Sounds like something my father would say/do. A story like that is why I had to get rid of my Larson boat.

My poor father nearly had an apoplectic fit when he found that I had gone and taken the test early, in THAT car (which I had to garage at a neighbor's, as it was, in Dad's words "ridiculous").
 

LizzieMaine

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Well, there's always the man with the patent leather tonsils, the one, the only, the dime-store Harry Richman, the cut-rate Jolson himself, the amazing Sid Garry!

[video=youtube;R-DI5hMcVbI]http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=R-DI5hMcVbI[/video]

Sid was so cool he got to make records with Duke Ellington. Now that's hip.

[video=youtube;v_jQ3GjAdIo]http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=v_jQ3GjAdIo[/video]
 
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Fletch

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'Farting about' was an attempt to describe someone who plays with something without it having the other identifying marks of a job, like actual output and actual hours spent working in the sincere hope of getting paid. I could exchange 'digital design' for art, writing or anything else that's 'cool' and mean no insult to artists and writers. I was referring to someone posing as something, rather than being it.

Are we good?
We're good.

If you can do it, it ain't posing. But being able to do it is a whole other thing from being able to convince someone else to pay you to do it.
 

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