Monthly Archives: December 2023

I moderate a shanty boar group over on Facebook. Got over 2,000 members. I’ve rejected, maybe, 1,000+ idiots who either wouldn’t answer the two simple questions I asked or who were extreme right wingers…Trumpers. SkaREW those folks! Let ’em start their own damned group!

Anyway, there has been a recent discussion about homemade bread baked in a solar oven. My comment was:

But I remember, as a child, the delightful aroma of the rolls my mother would be baking for that evening’s banquet catered by “Philbrick Caterers”

Baking bread. It’s one of those magical few seconds that happen when you catch that tiny whiff of baking bread; the wetness of freshly mowed grass; an ephemeral whisp of night-blooming jasmine leaving a tantalizing path beneath your nose; or that split second after the first few raindrops hit the pavement on a scorching summer day.

One of the things I remember my maternal grandmother baking we called Shredded Wheat Bread. Even I (that’s bold italic) have made it! No kneading needed (did ya see what I did there?)…It’s simple an the ingredients are easy to find.

This cartoon reminds me of the winter of ’74/’75 when I was working for a few months as a headhunter for a firm specializing in computer personnel. This is what computers looked like back then.

a big part of our work day was devoted to recruiting “fresh meat” for the mill. One day I made a cold call to a geek at Hewlett-Packard.

When we got around to the part of the interview where I asked “What are you working on now?” he said, “Oh, it’s real exciting. We’re working on ‘mini computers.'”

“What the hell are those? I asked.

“Oh,” he said, “these will be small computers that people will have on their desks in the office some day…”

“Yeah, sure thing, buddy, send me a postcard when that all works out, will ya?”

That was the end of the interview.