Tough times, sure, but didn’t have 57 genders with 55 of them crazies and politicians, especially local were run out on a rail or were shown a deep well and personally invited to inspect it.
I am glad I didn’t use this for a stumper, none ya’ll would have never guessed what it was… simpler times.
8 thoughts on “Simpler Times”
Four blacksmiths, no waiting. Nice.
Simpler time indeed. I am a dinosaur. And incidentally, which of the 57 genders is that dipshit with the long fingernails in the aforementioned post?
tough times are a coming again for this country. anyone who has not planned for it
will be in a world of shit too.
my ass is dragging from splitting firewood the last couple of days. running out of space to store it though. not planning on selling any of it as I figured shit is going to get real by fall/winter for a lot of people. like to put a couple of more raised garden beds in though. stocking up on canned goods as a way to hedge my bet on prices
going up even more as time goes by. diesel is down a bit like 20-30 cents per.
not that is going to make much of a difference in the price of everything else anytime soon.
as far as the gender stupid shit, life was better when we locked them up for their own good. you know, the old rubber room hotel for those people.
When I was a kid 60 some years ago there was an old WWI veteran who lived in a little shack on 10 acres next to our farm that had a phone like that. He had “shell shock” which is now called PTSD. He liked Burbon too. That was the only time I ever saw a phone like that used. —ken
I do believe it’s approx 1910 western electric (I think) candlestick telephone with headset.
I’ve seen the Andy Griffith Show. Andy used to talk to Sarah the operator. Apparently Sarah was ALWAYS on duty. Day or night.
I’m getting up there. When me and my twin were born, my mom was a telephone operator for Ma Bell. Like Lily Tomlin on on that stupid 1960’s variety show. I don’t think she’s ever forgiven us for costing her that sweet gig.
Four blacksmiths, no waiting. Nice.
Simpler time indeed. I am a dinosaur. And incidentally, which of the 57 genders is that dipshit with the long fingernails in the aforementioned post?
tough times are a coming again for this country. anyone who has not planned for it
will be in a world of shit too.
my ass is dragging from splitting firewood the last couple of days. running out of space to store it though. not planning on selling any of it as I figured shit is going to get real by fall/winter for a lot of people. like to put a couple of more raised garden beds in though. stocking up on canned goods as a way to hedge my bet on prices
going up even more as time goes by. diesel is down a bit like 20-30 cents per.
not that is going to make much of a difference in the price of everything else anytime soon.
as far as the gender stupid shit, life was better when we locked them up for their own good. you know, the old rubber room hotel for those people.
When I was a kid 60 some years ago there was an old WWI veteran who lived in a little shack on 10 acres next to our farm that had a phone like that. He had “shell shock” which is now called PTSD. He liked Burbon too. That was the only time I ever saw a phone like that used. —ken
I do believe it’s approx 1910 western electric (I think) candlestick telephone with headset.
I’ve seen the Andy Griffith Show. Andy used to talk to Sarah the operator. Apparently Sarah was ALWAYS on duty. Day or night.
I’m getting up there. When me and my twin were born, my mom was a telephone operator for Ma Bell. Like Lily Tomlin on on that stupid 1960’s variety show. I don’t think she’s ever forgiven us for costing her that sweet gig.
It’s a thingie to stash your drugs in. duh.