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The year is 1967. Food is in short supply so humans have turned to making Jell-o from human vomit. And I used to think there was NO way to mess up a green olive. *pout*
|From Classic Ads – Food And Drink|
When I first saw this advert, the thing that occurred to me most strongly was that the ad featured Alan Hale, the Skipper on Gilligan’s Island.
|From Classic Ads – Food And Drink|
That was until I realized that the ad was printed when Alan was only 12. It’s funny how little people have changed over the decades. It’s not Alan, it’s Captain Henry, Charles Winninger from the Maxwell House Show Boat! Check it out on the NBC Thursday Night Coast-to-Coast Hookup! Just tune your radio dial to 1933.
It’s hard to imagine, I suspect, a time when you couldn’t just wave a bit of plastic at Wal-Mart and they’d give you anything in the store. This 1973 ad for Master Charge is a relic of a by-gone era…
Relax – You’ve got Master Charge
Vacation? Business trip? Whenever you travel, and you need money, you can get it with your Master Charge card. it’s good for cash at over 14,000 banking offices across the U.S. And, if you like, you can stretch out your payments.
It’s amazing to think that today there are probably 14,000 places in Indiana alone that will take my Visa card. What a long way we’ve come in almost 40 years. OK. Fine. It’s not all that impressive progress… but it is progress… or IS it….?
So the first thing to know about this blog is that it’s not actually one blog but, in fact, three blogs. I tend to go on sporadic tears on all sorts of random topics and I’ve often said that I pick up interests and hobbies in the same way that other people pick up loose change on the street. So over the years I’ve puttered around with a lot of different things and as such I can’t possibly expect any reasonably sane group of people to actually care about all of them. From such scattered thinking on my part was born the need for three blogs instead of one. I want people to be able to get the random crap they want and happily ignore the random crap they do NOT want.
Unlike Google’s Blogger, WordPress – bless its magically helpful heart – allows me to do this rather seamlessly. In some ways, perhaps a bit too seamlessly as I suspect it confuses people at times. So, continuing on at what must seem a glacial pace, I give you, the blogs:
- The primary blog is The Tattered Thread. Here you’ll find all the random housekeeping tidbits and my attempts at writing. The current flavor of the day seems to be science fiction but long term I imagine this really being more about my personal ramblings and literature in general. If you find my tendency towards prolix soliloquy annoying then DO NOT READ The Tattered Thread. It’s nothing BUT prolix soliloquy. That said, it’s also the catch-all for emerging and random ideas as they roll about in my head, so when I add a 4th and 5th and 80th blog to this collection, you can bet that it’ll have its roots in The Thread.
- Secondarily, we have Rob Slaven Photography. This eponymous little creature is the home of my photographic endeavors. I try to keep the words short and the photos amusing. Those who prefer to consume their blogs in photo form should go over there.
- Tertiarily and at least in part because I like the idea of using the word tertiarily, we have Golden Oldies Ads. Over the years I’ve collected print advertising from magazines and I think these dusty attempts to get people to buy stuff that they don’t necessarily want or need really have a lot to say about society and the people in it. Not to mention, they can just be downright amusing. You haven’t lived until you’ve seen what passed for fashionable clothing in the early 70s.
So there’s the nickel tour. I try to make sure a new post is scheduled for each blog at 5pm EST. Read what you want and ignore what you don’t. I can’t make it any easier than that.
Looking at this ad you can sure tell just how close we are to the 70s. Fashions of the day were… especially unfashionable. Note the all-denim on the left and the sea of spandex and generally stretchy stuff everywhere else. The moose, however, is ludicrously fashionable in those spiffy sunglasses.
9 to 5 I sell stocks. Weekends, I bust loose with my buddies & Cuervo
We are intended to believe, I presume, that these motley-dressed people are professionals of some sort. I’m certainly hopeful that I never become unlucky enough to invest with someone who has such poor taste in clothing.