Yes, I like typewriters. Recently I have backed off of my own use of the words ‘love’ and ‘hate’ in regard to experiences, devices and people. Unless I truly do hate… or love them. After all, I don’t hate certain politicians who occasionally sit in the oval office. Suffice it to say, they may not be my ‘cup of tea’.
Regardless, some bait for this behavior has been dangled by our very own United States Postal Service for decades. Small wonder. They were basically the only game in town.
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Not wishing to be “Booooooooooor-ing!”, I now purchase unused postage stamps online fer cheap. Yep, ya gotta lik em. Here we have a series of stamps I recently purchased.
You will note that in order to actually use the stamps, you must tear great works of art asunder. So instead, you become… a collector. Whoops.
Rest assured, I will be tearing these out and using them to send missives to my scattered friends. This last bastion of the Federal Government’s good deeds shall not go down without a fight. Shove yer Eeeeee-mail! ~TH~
I didn’t realize there was a typeface called Fontana; I just thought it was a paperback imprint of Collins’.
However here it is, and HarperCollins historical website celebrating their 200th anniversary tells us about it in these terms :
“In 1936, Collins became the first major publishing house to create its own font. The publisher hired printer and typographer Dr. Hans Mardersteig to prepare a report on the business in which he included suggestions on design. As a result, Collins had him design a typeface that would create a unique visual identity for the company.
Building on the classic fonts of eighteenth-century Glasgow publishers Robert and Andrew Foulis, Mardersteig developed Collins’s iconic typeface: Fontana. It was used by Collins for three decades before the company released rights to the font.
After Collins developed the Fontana font, more company-specific fonts followed, including Lexicon, Fedra, Nexus (designed by Martin Majoor), Fresco, and Sansa…
Local school libraries in my area have been purging their stacks recently, asking folks to give the books a new home. I have acquired quite a few delightful hardbound books recently.
First up is the OXFORD BOOK OF ESSAYS.
I almost passed on this, but the “Oxford” sealed the deal; when a book is tagged as such, it has been meticulously edited for content. Remarkably, this book is brand new, having never been checked out of the library.
I often purchase used books through Amazon, and the vendors will let you know if a book has been circulated out of a library- I love those! They are invariably in fine condition, often have the rugged plastic cover protectors, and the stamps and card pockets make them unique.
I recently had some friends over to the house, and one of them picked this gem up for me from a library culling:
I have never known of this book’s existence out in the real world. Some remarkable information in here. I was 13 years old when this was published (1974). It appears that this title was checked out a grand total of two times.
Turning real pages, flipping through a book and skimming physical pages – these are things you simply can not do with a kindle or an iPad. ~TH~
I just received my 1936 copy of Dorothy Parker‘s “The Collected Poetry Of Dorothy Parker”. Here I share the final poem in the book, a wry and timely piece, shining a succinct light on the ever changing attitudes of love and infatuation. That gal cracks me up. ~TH~