It’s the personal blog of a somewhat bored retired airplane factory drone. Oddly, my name anagrams to “Never Jet Hot”. Go figure! I have the gamut of old fart hobbies, collecting old matchbook covers, and other midcentury odds and ends; because I want to go back there. We hunt for Geocaches, and used to travel […]
Rooting around in a batch of old matches, I found one celebrating the Silver Jubilee of King George V (Elizabeth’s grandfather) in 1935. There was much revelry in the streets, so I assume he was beloved by his subjects. Sadly, he passed away less than a year later. Continuing the tradition of encouraging the people […]
We set out to find the “Unicorn” geocache, at Jennings Park here in Marysville. Sadly, all we found was the Tupperware lock&lock with camo tape on it, out in the open. The log and anything else that was in there, all gone. We put in a little notebook to serve as a log, a pen, […]
I got this toothpaste squeezer on a whim because I like gadgets. It costs $9.99 – Only now doing the math on that. Rounding up because Teresa does most of the shopping and does not even look at grocery prices as far as I know, say 30 cents an ounce. The catch is, even with […]
The age old vaccination double standard still stands. It’s even worse these days, because most of us have to go back for another shot in a few weeks.
There is something satisfying about crushing can after can, it makes a wonderful crunching noise, almost as good as the sound of breaking glass.
The Mrs. bought some books at a thrift store a while back, and found a Hallmark card inside- (Estimated to be from 1975) The card says on the front, “I’m always telling other people how neat I think you are” (Next to a generic chubby cartoon bear), and inside, “Today, I’m telling you.” below that, […]
Folks were flush with postwar cash in 1946, and they were asked what they would like to splurge on. This little girl wants a horse in the worst way, and it looks like that’s how she will get it. I think this has the makings of a sitcom, trying to hide this steed from her […]
When I was a kid, I used to like to go over to the neighbor’s house when they weren’t home, and pretend I was driving one of the “project” cars in their backyard. I came home smelling of motor oil and sadness, but maybe that’s what kids were supposed to smell like back then. Many […]
I like the facial expressions on this one. The CO looking down this soldier’s gun barrel makes everyone uneasy. Even in the best case scenario, potatoes will be peeled.