todAAy i AAm grAAteful & thAAnkful
that I live a pretty damned satisfied life, no matter what I may think (sometimes)
that I am usually NOT a procrastinator (there have been exceptions, even in sobriety)
for all the people who've been writing about Rule #62 -- Don't take yourself too seriously
that Syd reminded me of the glorious odor of mimeograph ink; for those of you too young to remember that, that's too bad
It is better to look ahead and prepare than to look back and regret.
- Jackie Joyner-Kersee
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When Sr Rose Gertrude went to the mimeograph machine, we all knew clas would be suspended for a few. ALSO I LOVED the smell of that ink, I can smell it now.
ooohhh I remember the ditto maker... and the awful clatter it made in the school office lol
I loved that smell. There wasn't a kid in class who didn't have that paper up to their nose. I loved the purple color of the ink too.
I sometimes print things in "that" purple color - and people of a certain age invariably hold it up to their noses, even though they know it isn't going to have that lovely aroma.
My dad had a mimeograph machine he would run off little league baseball status stuff. He had it in his workroom in the basement. Surprisingly I did not steal the ink and snort it.
I wonder if my brain cells were fried from sniffing all that ink. I did great on tests so who knows???
Another favorite was the smell of new textbooks and a new pack of writing paper (with the lines). Those were the days.
That color purple... I can see it so clearly. I just loved getting our math homework sheets in gradeschool. I would try to write neat but always smudged it up. Funny things we remember..
Namaste (and yes, those were the days)
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