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Bart Simpson’s Lawyer
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Both my grampas had stroppers in their bathrooms, and they weren’t used for disposable blades. They used straight razors with a cup of hard shaving cream and a brush. Put a little water in the cup, brush up a lather, then pay attention.
For those of you who grew up later than I did, the strop was a strip of leather hanging by a ring adjacent to the barber’s chair. Barbershops still had them when I was a kid, and they were used to get rid of a used blade’s microscopic burl:
BTW, $2 in 1910 was about $50 in 2015 bucks.
Q1: Anyone remember the slots in bathroom walls for disposal of disposable Gillette blades into the wall cavities?
Q2: Did they ever fill up?
“This machine is the invention of M. Gaudron, a Frenchman, who claims that in this perfected ‘aerial torpedo boat’ 100 feet long five passengers can be carried at a speed of 30 miles an hour.”
The article doesn’t mention where the passengers might be carried to at 30 mph, but after 114 years, who cares. [Found here.]
Pushing hay [via]. Makes me itchy just watching it.
“The Ballad of Holland House” is based upon a true story.
Holland Island sits in Chesapeake Bay, near Wenona, Maryland. The five-mile-long island was settled in the 1600s, and at one time had a population of 360 people and 70 buildings. Erosion ate away at the island, which sat on silt and clay, and the residents moved away between 1914 and 1918. The island’s church was moved in 1922, and only one house remained standing. It was built in 1888. For decades, the water ate away at the island, and the last remaining house finally collapsed in October of 2010. What’s left of the island is now a marsh, home to hundreds of sea birds. See pictures of the island and the house -and the cemetery- at the Baltimore Sun [via].
How ’bout some retro rockabilly from Budapest?
The Tom Stormy Trio (featuring Leipzig’s Miss Rhythm Sophie) is just the thing to wrap up this edition of The Saturday Matinee.
Have a great Passover / Easter, folks.
That’s Jacqueline Lasdon, nightlife performer, whatever that means, and she inherited a lot of money ($2.5 Million) to waste her time doing this. Do I care what she does with her grampa’s trust fund inheritance? No, but what a waste.