Real Life Adventures by Gary Wise and Lance Aldrich for May 22, 2019

I got my typewriter tuned up before the shop closed. I still have the colour portable TV of my mother’s in case my big black plastic CRT set dies. The phone books lately are almost all Yellow Pages but I think I may have looked for something there less often than the number of fingers I have on one hand, in my lifetime.

beyond the pale – from “Apocalypse Now” ????

As in, throw them in the pail; garbage pail that is. (Actually the old typewriters are a hot item. I own a Remington 5. There’s something about the clacking of those keys that brings back memories.)

There is now a “right to fix” movement.

Just boot up your Commodore 64 and do a search on-line… as soon as the dial-up connection quits squawking at you….

Stereo-typing those that use typewriters?

He’s not a dinosaur – he’s a hipster! (…but it would probably make him feel even worse if you told him that)

Just don’t kick the bucket (PPale-pail-bucket, bah, forget it).

I thought it would be beyond the shale if you’re a dinosaur (dad’s a geologist: ba-dump-TSS!)

I just converted my 8 mm to VHS.

You’re more like a fossil.

B&W tv doesn’t work because it can’t decode the digital broadcast signal. I miss analog TV. Sound and picture kept going, even if it got fuzzy. You didn’t completely lose the story, or punch line, or who done it. I watched TV 70 miles away from broadcast point with analog. Now the signal can’t make it 15 miles without turning into unin t l g le ga bag .

He looks way too young to be using those things.

I keep telling my students that chalk IS technology.

Actually, I saw somewhere recently that there’s a place in NYC that repairs typewriters. There are still a number of them around, particularly in government offices.