Oh my....
Furries vs Klingons bowling tournament this Sat in Atlanta
This Saturday, Atlanta's Midtown Bowl will see the second annual Klingons vs Furries bowling tournament, in a mighty subcultural clash. It's like Quadrophenia with furrs and trekkers instead of mods and rockers.
More: [link]
My grandfather was an army Chaplin in the pacific during WWII. We just had lunch with him and my grandmother this weekend. I was amazed to see him walking without his cane since he just fractured his hip three months ago. Pretty good for a 92 year old guy.
From my grandmother's obit:
She majored in Fine Arts at Ohio State University and joined the Women's Army Corps during World War II, serving as cartographer. She created "Yolanda Yardbird"-the female version of Sad Sack-for the corps, and it was depicted weekly across the globe from the Army newspapers of Fort Oglethorpe, Ga.
Okay, so my grandfather was in the Navy, not the Army, and it was during WWII, but my dad's not sure what else he remembers about it (he was born in '39, so pretty young). Very interesting. I'll have to push him to think about it more.
Gillette ad from the Great Depression:
“I didn’t get the job”
HE’D counted on landing the job—but he missed out. Again he’ll have to “stall” the landlord, the grocer and all the rest. One thing stood between him and a weekly pay check. His wife is somewhat reluctant to tell him. He doesn’t realize that a fresh, close shave is important in getting and holding a job.
Bummer.
[link]
I have an aunt named Gillette.
We don't call her that.
t /random
Ugh. Why do I need a job again?