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Overtime at the Lumber Mill

I was rooting around for something and found these old paystubs, and an electric bill, from 1943. Looks like they took out about 14% for taxes; I thought taxes were lower back then… Maybe making a whole $1.07 an hour bumped you into a higher bracket? Doesn’t sound like a lot, but his electric bill from a few years previous was only a buck eighty. That’s for 52 killowatt hours. Google says the average household today uses well over 1000 KWH a month. Where is it all going?

Also note the insurance deduction. It’s just for if you are hospitalized. I guess you paid the doc for office visits (Or house calls!) out of pocket, or gave him some chickens? or a bushel of corn?

Be the life of the party (until you’re not)

When I was a kid, some comic books would have ads proclaiming that you could “Throw your voice”; as I recall, it strongly implied that I could do things like make my mother think that my sister was talking back to her. Apparently they would send a non-rusty version of this device, and instructions of some sort. But what if someone asked you something? Were you supposed to keep a handkerchief or Kleenex handy to pretend to cough into?

This is some Jeff Dunham level stuff here. That would be most amusing to see what would happen if mom heard Evelyn say “I keeeel you!!” But I would have started cracking up and probably end up with this thing lodged in my trachea.

Our new doorman

Though shall not pa… FLY? What fly?

My parents used to have one of these croaking frog greeters, I think it started to grate on their nerves, so they turned it off, eventually the batteries leaked and it got thrown away.

I guess we got this at the Saturday auction, but I sure don’t remember bidding on it.

Be your own boss! Help people avoid butt splinters!

At first glance, I thought this old magazine ad was suggesting that I should start a career in the exciting world of toilet seat repair. Back then, toilet seats were made of wood, and many were outdoors, so maybe they didn’t hold up as well as today’s plastic or lucite seats.

Still, people were self-sufficient, and could get this stuff in Mount Pilot, or just order it from the Sears catalog. I mean, it’s RIGHT THERE. Unless that page is missing.

My shovel dug up his granddaddy

  Clearing some sticker bushes in the way back of our property, and dug up this HUGE shovel head. It must have been for moving… coal? sand? gravel? I don’t know… It would take a bigger man than me to use a shovel like that. Maybe it had something to do with the Green Giant. That dude gave me awful nightmares when I was little.

Behind Mount Rushmore

Drive around behind Mount Rushmore, it’s a handy navigational aid. But why are they naked?

I found this at a garage sale yesterday, and put it in with the pile of other crap Teresa was toting. I wonder if the outfit that made this did other hilariously tacky plates? Collect them all!

Dig or dig not, there is no try.

Just moving some dirt down by the creek, and look who turns up. Lovable green and wrinkly Yoda. Don’t know how long he had been in the dirt, but he is in pretty good shape…

… I ran him through the ultrasonic cleaner thing I got at a garage sale, maybe it loosened some of the dirt? Scrubbed him with my wife’s toothbrush (an old one) But he is still a little dirty, and I may have dinged him with the shovel.

Still a cool find!

Mystery Barrel SOLVED

I got this at one of those antique/cool junk malls yesterday. The idea in my head was to use it as part of a whimsical Rube Goldberg garden irrigation system, it didn’t have the little wooden tap so I didn’t realize it was actually a decanter from the 1970’s. Come to think of it, if someone partook of the evil week, they could probably make a bong or a hookah? But I digress.

Posted it to the subreddit “What is this” and very quickly got an answer and a link.
Decanter with spigot
I am thinking about getting a wooden tap for it and shellacking the heck out of that because it will be outside.

Amazon’s dumbest idea yet

Doesn’t Amazon know, out of the tens of thousands of people getting Amazon packages in this particular style of box with the whimsical suggestion on it, at least one idiot is going to send the baby hurtling down the stairs?

Everything old is new again

I am not a pharmacist, but I think 3 grains is a lot. Then again, people didn’t usually visit the drugstore for a mere headache 100+ years ago, unless it was caused by a bullet crease or an axeident. (What they called an ax accident)