Reminiscing: My first job

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A news article on October 11th, 2010 reported that the Coca-Cola bottling plant in Winona, Minn. filled its last-ever lot of soda bottled in returnable six-and-a-half ounce glass bottles.

Refillable bottles played a big part in my first real job.

Aside from a few television and movie bit parts that my parents wangled for me (like a Kraft macaroni and cheese commercial, or episode 64 of “Twelve O’Clock High”), I wasn’t gainfully employed until I was 16. At that point, I was hired by the Daitch Shopwell grocery store on 1st Avenue and 58th Street in New York City.

Daitch advertisement from Mar. 4, 1970 – found at Soyo Sunset

Too young to qualify for cashiering, I functioned as a stock boy on occasion, putting stuff on shelves after stamping them with the prices:

 

Price stamps – we’d use this purple ink to stamp the tops of cans. These photos found at Itsy Bits and Pieces.

But my main job was driving one of these all around the local vicinity delivering groceries. Mine was gray, but it was the very same beast.

I was a small kid, and these things could get heavy – fortunately, New York doesn’t have a lot of hills. But I recall enjoying the job, because finally I was earning money of my own.

In addition to my salary – a big $1.50 per hour – I’d get tips from the people whose groceries I delivered. In 1966, a quarter was average. Fifty cents was good, and there was one family named Bruff who usually bought four jillionteen gallons of milk, who would invariably tip me a dollar. I got rich that summer, and ended up with a huge jar full of change, which I would scour for additions to my coin collection. You could still find a lot of silver coins in change back then, and buffalo nickels, and the occasional Indian-head penny, so it was a win all the way round. Some folks, however, instead of tipping me in cash, would give me their empty bottles to return for a deposit. At a nickel a shot, four six-packs would net me $1.20 back at the store, so I was always happy to oblige.

Funny the things we think of for no reason. The Daitch chain was aquired by A&P, the store itself has long been something else, but the memories linger…

The Old Wolf has spoken.

Live and Learn

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A “friend” of mine posted this on Facebook yesterday:

So, yeah… funny joke and all that, and I do like the Tokens version, but this is an Ohrwurm [1] of the first water, and was singing “Lion Sleeps Tonight” for the rest of the day.

What I didn’t know was that the original version of this song was written by Solomon Linda, entitled Mbube (lion). In 2004, Linda’s descendants filed suit against Walt Disney for unauthorized use of “The Lion Sleeps Tonight” in “The Lion King,” and in 2006 received a settlement including payment for past use and entitlement to future royalties. (Wikipedia)

Below is a video of Linda’s group “Evening Birds” singing Mbube – this original version can also be heard in the background of “Cry the Beloved Country”

The Old Wolf has spoken.

[1] This is one of those great words from other languages for which we have no corresponding term in English. Literally an “ear worm,” it’s the German term for one of those melodies that gets stuck in your head and won’t let go. A couple of other ones from German that I love:

1) Gardinenpredigt (curtain sermon): The kind of harangue that Andy Capp expects when coming home drunk at 3:00 AM… but doesn’t get in this case.

The “curtain” in this case refers to the old bedcurtains that used to hang on poster beds:

The labels on the various implements below are 11 PM, 12 AM, 1 AM, etc.

2) Drachenfutter: “dragon fodder” – a gift or some other form of peace offering used by a husband or boyfriend in order to avoid the kind of reaming-out mentioned above.

Some random graphic thoughts about faith

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From various artists and not-artists.

With thanks to Schulz and Frog Blog

Can you think of anything stupider to fight about?

Wiley is one of the best cartoonists out there.

Courtesy of This is True

At one time an actual product (tongue-in-cheek, of course). I have one of these in my files.

 

From Wikipedia. There are people who will happily exclude their neighbors from heaven (as if they had the authority to do so) for believing in the wrong flavor of millennial doctrine – and these are all mainstream, evangelical faiths.

Mormons couldn’t possibly be Christians – they think God has a body and still talks to people.

“Don’t be a Dick”

A good way to observe your religious holidays – courtesy of Stan Lynde

“For I was an hungred, and ye gave me meat: I was thirsty, and ye gave me drink: I was a stranger, and ye took me in: naked, and ye clothed me: I was sick, and ye visited me: I was in prison, and ye came unto me.”

Pure religion

Not pure religion – Pat Bagley

A thought for all ages.

The Old Wolf has spoken

 

First the brontosaurus, then the galaxy

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When I was a kid, the biggest dinosaur was the brontosaurus. Later scientists declared that there was no such beast, and renamed it apatosaurus, the post office notwithstanding.

Well, you can argue until the cows come home, but the bottom line is that scientific knowledge is always advancing. Except that Pluto is still a planet, dammit.

We’ve known for a long time that our galaxy was a spiral, similar to the great “nebula” in Andromeda, but over my lifetime, our knowledge of our home has increased exponentially, and it’s hard to keep abreast of all the changes.

(Image found at Nature.)

First off, we now know our galaxy is a barred spiral, with an elongated central core. Moreover, instead of being a lone unit in space as was once thought, our galaxy is only part of a large dynamic neighborhood of at least 26 dwarf galaxies (some of which are being torn apart and consumed, like the Saggitarius star stream), 157 globular clusters, a massive halo of stars with almost the mass of the main disk itself which may extend as far as the Magellanic clouds, powerful x-ray and gamma-ray bubbles issuing from a central black hole, and a dark-matter halo with a radius of 100 kiloparsecs. And that’s just today; just imagine what we’ll know tomorrow.

The Old Wolf has spoken.

The World’s Most Expensive Rubik’s Cube, 7rl

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The Rubik’s Masterpiece, also dubbed “The world’s most expensive toy.” Created by Fred Cuellar, founder and CEO of Diamond Cutters International.

“Cuellar’s Rubik’s Masterpiece will be the centerpiece of the 40th anniversary exhibit. Valued at over $2.5 million, the fully functioning Rubik’s Cube required 8,500 man hours to be crafted in 18 karat yellow gold with 25 precious stones per panel set in invisible settings. Cuellar used 185 carats of rubies, emeralds, sapphires, and white diamonds to create the classic colored panels of the Rubik’s Cube puzzle with one small difference. While the original Rubik’s Cube is colored red, green, blue, orange, yellow, and white, Cuellar—himself a lover of puzzles and codes—decided to replace orange with purple for a variety of reasons both clever and protective.” (Full article at PRWeb)

Other oddities in the Cube world include Oskar van Deventer’s “Over the Top”, a 17 x 17 x 17 cube which was produced on Shapeways‘ 3D printer.

There have been some really tiny cubes made as well, also from 3D printers:

These 6mm wonders were made by Tony Fisher based on a Callum core.

Nowadays with software it’s possible to work puzzles of this nature in more than three dimenions and with insane matrices.

I loved my cube puzzles; I have a standard cube and a 2 x 2 x 2 mini-cube, and at one point owned a 4 x 4 x 4 Rubik’s Revenge which I sold on eBay recently because I could just never solve it. When I was younger I had more patience for such things. Puzzles of this nature were sort of like the “Angry Birds” of the 80’s.

The Old Wolf has spoken.

Some things never change

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Healthy? No way. Delicious? Nothing beats a well-made doughnut. As a kid, I would read McCloskey’s Homer Price over and over again, just because those doughnuts looked so darn good. Even today, I’d be hard pressed to find something I like better when I’m looking for a sugar fix.

The Old Wolf has *burp* spoken.

The wordiest cartoon ad of all time.

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Winston Rowntree (a pseudonym for a breathtakingly perceptive and gifted cartoonist) advertises over at Subnormality! that he has provided “Comix with too many words since 2007.” One of my favorite examples is “The Mission.”

His creations are almost always terribly verbose – and worth reading, every whit, every jot, every tittle.

But I think this advertising copy for Colgate goes over the top – and while clever, as its only purpose is to hawk product and not entertain or inspire or prod people into thinking about the reasons for their existence or how to make the world a better place, it doesn’t measure up to Subnormality’s standard of excellence.

But here it is, just because it’s weird.

The Old Wolf has spoken.