Ten Eventful Years, Volume 2

I’m happy to report that none of my yarn is made from chicken feathers. I found that research item in Ten Eventful Years, Volume 1.

Before I put Ten Eventful Years Volumes 1 and 2 in the donation pile, here are a couple of items from Volume 2.

Page 222 has a photograph of Chicago’s first subway, 4.5 miles long. It opened on October 17, 1943. This is under the category of “Electric Transportation.”

Page 355 has a full page photograph of sand sailing. The caption is “Florida’s first beach yachting regatta. Sand sailing became popular after World War II and was added to the sports open to vacationists in Florida.” That’s a little strange. Why wouldn’t it be open to residents as well? Was there someone checking your home address and only let you sand sail if you had an out-of-town address?

Page 243 has a photo of George Bernard Shaw holding a book with “G.B.S. 90” on the cover. The book was written by a neighbor to celebrate Mr. Shaw’s 90th birthday (July 26, 1946).

I wonder what my neighbors would write in a book about me for my 90th birthday. Hmm, maybe I should start baking them some cookies or something, just in case they are taking notes.

Bassmaster February 2012

The February 2012 issue of Bassmaster arrived (for hubby, of course). Let’s check the front cover headlines.

Casting Call: Learn Your Lines (Are the fish auditioning for a part as an extra in a movie? Jaws 23, maybe?)

Smallmouth Strategies: 5 Proven Ways to a 6-Pounder (I’m not so sure that trying to stuff a 6-pound fish into a small mouth is a good idea. Split lips are no fun, no fun at all.)

Spinning Class: Follow KVD’s Lead and Aaron Martens Goes Old-School (Why, having an exercise bicycle on a fancy-dancy fishing boat is a great idea! Just think of all the exercise fishermen can get while the fish aren’t biting (which for some, is most of the time). They could even be charging up the boat’s battery, helping save the environment.)

Scratchless Labels

One thing I appreciate is a piece of clothing (usually a shirt or blouse) that has the label imprinted into it instead of having a sewn-in label. Those sewn-in labels are scratchy and frequently flip up to show themselves to the world behind your back — literally.

Cutting out the label sometimes does the trick, sometimes not, as the remaining sliver of a label can still irritate the back of my neck.

To the person who invented imprinted, scratchless labels: Thank You!