We’re up all night to the sun
We’re up all night to get some
We’re up all night for good fun
We’re up all night to get lucky
( from “Get Lucky” 2014 Grammy Record of the Year)
Category: Culture
Cropping Matters
Relics From The Past
I’m tempted to post a picture of Madonna (the title demands it), but instead, I will share machine-looking things with switches and cords that make things go.
Did you know what a linotypist was?
I recognize two items here: a typewriter AND a phone!
And of course, corded phones that require both a mouthpiece and an earpiece.
I’m afraid this, too, has been relegated to relic status.
Let The Good Times Roll, Part I
Downtime in 1940
Peacetime Demands
The war was over. Johnny came marching home. This one did anyway.
Celebrate good times. Come on!
“Victory has been won.”
But here comes PTSD…
Hello, Sailor
I Am Going To Fight
Yep, it’s another letter from a student going off to fight in April 1942, a few months the attack against Pearl Harbor.
Gazing Adoringly
I think we know who the Big Man On Campus is…
If this sporty specimen plays her cards right (or that tennis racket), she may be wearing his fraternity pin by the end of the day.
Never heard of getting pinned? Google it. I haven’t got time for the pain. Here are some examples.
The gazing here is mutual.
Polka Dots gazes seductively at her date (or she is hypnotized by his choice of patterns).
This girl is downright giddy.
And this happy camper is so mesmerized by her plaid-clad man, that she doesn’t mind the Russian immigrants kicking the back of her bus seat.
New iPhone 6 Is The Bomb
P.S. You don’t need a new phone. It won’t make you cool. It won’t make people like you. It just means you’re desperate to obtain the latest gadget to make yourself feel important. You are already important. Keep your current phone. And stop dropping it in the toilet.
Is That So?
Does This Clash With My Pearls?
No, it’s not a snake. Or a mink stole. It’s cute-as-a-button Boots Eckles of San Antonio with a cucumber in 1928–another great shot from Traces of Texas that I had to share. (There must not have been a drought that year…)
Time In A Bottle Or Two
And now, some levity to balance the somber tone from earlier today.
Here, Francine, don’t drop these. If we return them to the drug store, we’ll get one penny per bottle. Barbara, get up off the floor. Pull yourself together.
Listen, you two, they haven’t invented plastic bottles yet, so we need to recycle every one.
You guys, I really appreciate you inviting me to your Dandruff Awareness Club. Hello, my name is Alice, and I have dry scalp. Cheers!
Donald dear, you know how Enfamil formula has DHA, which supports respiratory health and contributes to the development of a healthy immune system? Well, I don’t care about formula. Coke is it. So there.
Hey, fellas, I just heard that Coke carbonation irritates the stomach, causing the body to pull calcium from the blood to use as an antacid, which makes the blood replenish its supply from the bones, giving us osteoarthritis. Bummer, right? Oh, who cares? It’s 1947, and our life expectancy is only 64. Bottoms up! Ha ha ha!
Guess what would make this Coke even better?
I Don't Get It 