Christ, English Leather. It was the go-to scent of my high school days in the early 60s. A couple of years ago I found some in a Dollar Store. I had no idea they still made it. I bought some just to smell that scent again. I spritzed some on my arm this morning (just before taking a shower...
The Japanese have vending machines for everything. For your own peace of mind, it's best not to look into some of the things they vend. The Japanese are also the world's champion sexual fetishists.
Forget go-kart sized tanks. Future battle robots will be cockroach-sized or smaller. Why send in one big robot when a million tiny ones will be unstoppable? 3-D printing will make it possible. My sci-fi background makes me a pessimist.
I've seen one printed for GIs going to Britain in preparation for D-Day. It had such advice as, "The British can't make a decent cup of coffee, but you don't know how to make a decent cup of tea." Also: "Don't say 'I feel like a dirty bum.' It means something different to the British."
It was possible to make a decent living during the Depression writing for the pulps, but you had to write fast and you had to write a lot. Pay was low but so was the cost of living. This led to the same story being rewritten multiple times in differing settings. It could be a...
In Disney's "Davy Crockett" the backgroud extras have trapdoors with dummied-up fake flintlocks while the foreground actors have replica flinters. It saved a lot of time that way and you didn't have to train the extras to load and what to do in case of a misfire. And they'd use those 5-in-one...
I'd be writing for the pulps, which is pretty much what I do now. I'd probably use a series of pseudonyms for the different genres: western, sci-fi, Oriental adventure, modern war, etc. I'd keep my real name for my "serious" writing, which would probably never get published.
I don't remember the last time I saw a fire ax in a glass-fronted box with a sign that said: "In case of fire, break glass." Often there was a metal rod dangling from a metal chain to break the glass with. Famed Murder, Inc. assassin Pittsburgh Phil Strauss never carried a weapon. When he...
When the thing you look forward to the most is going to bed. And when the most depressing thing is waking up and realizing that there is another day to get through before you can go to bed again.
Scenes for that film were shot in my little town of Estancia, NM. The "What don't you want?" diner scene was shot in the old Blue Ribbon Bar and Grill (now closed) literally right around the corner from my house. The bank catty-corner to the diner was demolished right after filming. A pity, it...
The sterling virtue of the 92 for movie makers was that almost all of them were chambered in .44-40 or .38-40, so they could use the 5-in-1 blanks used in the film business. Many other longarms could not and the lever action gave them that "western" look. I have a Puma '92 clone in .44 magnum...
I've long thought that the only "ism" that ever counted for anything in America is Puritanism. It's still very much with us. In modern times it takes such forms as dieting. I'm not kidding. How often have you seen an especially tempting dessert describes as "sinful" or "decadent"? Or heard...
Last week I bought a S&W M&P compact .22. I don't have a picture to post but I've been out shooting it and it's a blast. I haven't had a .22 in decades and I'd forgotten how much fun they are to shoot.
My mother used to fix "Chipped beef on toast" for breakfast occasionally. This was made with the very thin-sliced dried beef that is sold in small jars. It was Depression fare but with white gravy it was very tasty stuff. The army's SOS is made with ground beef. You can still get the chipped...
My father used to say "hotter'n a two-bit pistol." That one dated from the '20s-'30s, when you could probably buy a cheap imported pistol for two bits from somebody who was desperate. In the early 20th century the American market was flooded with cheap pistols, mostly from Spain or Belgium...
When nobody lives in their own house. Everyone lives in "the old (fill in the blank) place." I once worked on the Census in Appalachia and when I inquired where, say, Jerry Lee Mullins lived I would invariably be told. "He lives in the old Jones place. Unless you mean the Jerry Lee Mullins that...
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