tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6329706.post650687219155326452..comments2024-03-21T12:51:21.667-04:00Comments on Whisky Prajer: Fave Thing #6dpreimerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09905531259256800022noreply@blogger.comBlogger4125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6329706.post-60261030654648326962007-03-19T08:38:00.000-04:002007-03-19T08:38:00.000-04:00DV - the jittery table is indeed a lovely memory, ...<B>DV</B> - the jittery table is indeed a lovely memory, very much in sync with my own caffeine-induced quivering. And those "portable" Compaqs - oy, vey! Given the light weight of today's laptops and iPods and what-have-yous, and throw in our on-line book browsing vs. the day-long book store odysseys of old, and it's no wonder that we need to run on treadmills and do a bunch of mindless lifts and swings to battle the bulge.<BR/><BR/><B>Y-man</B> - it doesn't take much mental exercise to actually "hear" the sound those typewriters made as they hit the dumpster.<BR/><BR/><B>CP</B> - I learned on a manual typewriter, too. That class felt like a sojourn in Hell, what with the prissy little woman at the front marching us along: "A! S! D! F! J! K! L! SEM! SPACE! REPEAT ..." If she'd only thrown in some profanity and a few amusing songs about the temperature of Inuit genitalia I'd have been totally up with the program.Whisky Prajerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14076228013022881173noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6329706.post-80105668969849237572007-03-15T23:56:00.000-04:002007-03-15T23:56:00.000-04:00I have my mom's portable one from college. My firs...I have my mom's portable one from college. My first typing class in junior high was on an old manual.<BR/><BR/>When I completed that semester, I could crush a small boulder with my hands and never flinch..Cowtown Pattiehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07384649567351202679noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6329706.post-20277321253509184492007-03-14T10:22:00.000-04:002007-03-14T10:22:00.000-04:00Man, the thought of all those typewriters getting ...Man, the thought of all those typewriters getting dumped just makes me hang my head.<BR/><BR/>I have two WORKING portables in the basement. Forgot the brand name, but they're awesome.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6329706.post-19412145273456819272007-03-14T08:12:00.000-04:002007-03-14T08:12:00.000-04:00Oh this post is most excellent! Brings back the d...Oh this post is most excellent! Brings back the days in college when move-in day included hauling an Olympia electric typewriter up 4 flights of stairs in a hell-hole of an apartment in Montreal. That typewriter was the most expensive thing in that apartment, and I'm including stereos, stoves and bathtubs in the equation. That lovely hum, the jittery movement of the table it sat on when it was turned on, ahhhh.<BR/><BR/>It was many years later that the strain of the lettery weight re-visited me. I was the beta-guy for our company's foray into portable computing. So, I donkeyed a 25 lb. "portable" Compaq (remember those early portables? The ones with the screens stolen from WW II German submarines?) around.<BR/><BR/>It's a shame they were all chucked. Your pictures of multi-keyed doorstops showed me there were other lifechoices to be made for the old clunkers.DarkoVhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11572734667248592785noreply@blogger.com