Posted in Back in My Day

Hippie cigar box! Groovy

Apparently some hippie took some newspaper articles and this deceptive invitation, and Mod-podged the hell out of this wooden cigar box.

You have to wonder if some Nixon supporters got all excited to read “You are cordially invited to attend the inauguration of Richard Milhous Nixon…” only to find that it’s just a come-on to round up some college students, pacifists, mothers of draftees, hardcore leftists, recreational protesters, and assorted filthy hippies. I don’t think it was too cordial either.

But what do I know? I was 8. Riding around on my Schwinn with the banana seat, getting my bell-bottoms caught in the chain. (I don’t know what happened to my chain guard)

Posted in Grey Gardens West

We didn’t start the fire

The clean air authority here in Washington is offering a big rebate for replacing our wood stove insert, under certain circumstances. So I was down on the floor looking for a serial plate or something to identify this monstrosity.

This model has channels underneath, and the kids that used to live here, used it to store toys I guess. I found some sort of light-up Lego thing, a gear that probably goes with that, a Hot Wheels car, a plastic dart, some pink(ish) nail polish, and a pile of rubble. You would think the nail polish would have burst into flame. The reporters would ask the fire marshal what caused the fire, and he would shrug and say, “Maybe it’s Maybelline.”

Posted in Tripping

Las Vegas is like an earwig

Every so often, we get an itch to go to Las Vegas- get out of the rain. Not so much the gambling, just being able to walk outside after dark without a coat is a treat.

This sculpture up at Hoover Dam, always gives me the look- “Back to piss away some more money, huh? I knew you couldn’t resist.”

So I start looking at Youtube videos and airfare, hotel rates. I remember our first trip, it was March 17, everyone on the airport shuttle was dressed in green, mostly costumes like they were trying to get on “Let’s Make a Deal”. I think most of them were already drinking or drunk too. But on the return trip they were a pretty somber bunch. Having to return to reality is a drag.

Posted in Back in My Day

TAKE A PICTURE! It’s easy!

My first camera was a Brownie, you opened the top, and looked down to line up and take your shot. The one I had didn’t have a lot of fancy settings, and while I did get a few good shots, I wasted a lot of film on shadows, glare, and yes, even my thumb.

It’s not just the film, I had to take the whole roll of 20 or 24 images to a little kiosk in the Valu-Mart parking lot, where a crabby teenage girl would collect my film and often sell me a fresh roll or two, depending on how much money I could hustle up. (Being in the fifth grade and having a girlfriend of sorts already, made it tough to rub two coins together.)

Then I had to pay for processing on the whole roll, it would be nice if they could just toss the obvious failures and only charge for the good pictures. But that’s not how the fotomat business worked.

I wonder what happened to those little parking lot structures. I could use one to store my rakes and shovels.

Posted in Flotsam, Mildly Interesting

Our new doorman

Though shall not pa… FLY? What fly?

My parents used to have one of these croaking frog greeters, I think it started to grate on their nerves, so they turned it off, eventually the batteries leaked and it got thrown away.

I guess we got this at the Saturday auction, but I sure don’t remember bidding on it.

Posted in Mildly Interesting, Podcasts

Mike Rowe is the new Paul Harvey

Today’s podcast recommendation is Mike Rowe’s “The Way I Heard It”… Mike dives into all sorts of events, his stories are riveting, and often there is a twist at the end. That’s why I called him “The new Paul Harvey” although that’s a bit of stretch, the style is similar.

Check it out here or find it on your favorite podcast player. More on that later.

Posted in Mildly Interesting, This explains everything

I want FASTER Monopoly, not this monstrosity

I previously posted here about our experience with the https://www.neverjethot.com/posts/speed-die-monopoly-faster-but-more-evil/ – We like to move things along, because of short attention spans I guess.

So imagine my dismay/morbid curiosity when I saw this sadistic Monopoly game on DeviantArt;

This is just one corner of it.

If this becomes a real game, buy stock in Kimberly-Clark, because there will be tears.

Posted in Flotsam, Mildly Interesting

Be your own boss! Help people avoid butt splinters!

At first glance, I thought this old magazine ad was suggesting that I should start a career in the exciting world of toilet seat repair. Back then, toilet seats were made of wood, and many were outdoors, so maybe they didn’t hold up as well as today’s plastic or lucite seats.

Still, people were self-sufficient, and could get this stuff in Mount Pilot, or just order it from the Sears catalog. I mean, it’s RIGHT THERE. Unless that page is missing.

Posted in This explains everything

Midol for Men

I used to work with a guy who always seemed to be “MANstruating” – He didn’t limit himself to just a few days a month.

It’s too bad the Period Powerhouses Midol and Pamprin have thus far been unable to come up with a formula that relieves these symptoms.

I know Anheuser-Busch* makes a few products that seem to help, but you can’t have it at work.

  • Anheuser Busch! There’s a joke in here somewhere!