It’s sad that kids today will never know the joy of the “hot open face turkey sandwich” : one slice of turkey loaf on a slice of white bread, smothered in neon yellow gravy (or was that just the fluorescent lights?) with a perfectly round scoop of instant mashed potatoes on the side. Sadly, that was the best of the lot in the mid-70’s.
When I was a smoker, I was reading a book a week (in fifteen minute installments!). People at the office actually knew me as “the book lady”. Now I prop my reader in front of my plate at lunch and manage about five minutes before something else captures my attention. I think I need to go back to paper books……or smoking. (j/k)
Ever wonder why all those entities from other star systems raise their shields and lock their craft doors when they have to navigate anywhere near the Milky Way?
I miss the days of Old Spice (my grandaddy), Aqua Velva (my dad) and Hai Karate (first real boyfriend). Those are the guys who informed my definition of men. I just don’t think it’s all that manly to use women’s butt deodorant that has been rebranded as “Mando”.
To my generation, Calvin IS legendary!