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I got this idea from (here I go with the following again) strikethru - and most especially her post about Ace Typewriter and their awesome new tee-shirt graphic - and also from Deek and his 'typeclack' blog (which blog, by the way, I've attempted to post comments on, numerous times, to no avail).
But so, here's the idea: why not customize my typers (and especially the big, Royal desktop seen in my userpic) in the same way USAAF pilots customized their planes in WWII? Not necessarily with pin-up girls (I'm not really that kind of guy). I had something more like this in mind:
And but so then what I could do would be to have Mrs. Moon paint on not only the USAAF-inspired image, but in keeping with the spirit of the USAAF, could also paint, like, I dunno, a tiny book on the hull, one for each NaNoWriMo success?
I'm suffering from loss of sleep, aren't I? I'll be better in December, honest.
But still, good idea, right? Right?!
Achiever, Now With Lemony Weirdness
Originally uploaded by DuffyMoon
From brown-n-ugly to yellow-and-weird. Hat tip to mclemens for the idea. Krylon Fusion (for plastic) - sort of like regular spray paint, but without all the awesome color choices.
(from gregg typing 191 series, published 1958)
ggg-grandma's headstone
Originally uploaded by DuffyMoon
Spent last weekend in Lee County, Kentucky. The Moon Family Ancestral Stomping Grounds. Went with my mother, who is doing the hard work of compiling the Moon family History and Lore.
Thanks to some help from a distant cousin (found on these intertube thingummies), we were able to find the remote (and neglected and overgrown) cemetery where my great-great-great grandmother and grandfather were buried. Within a mile (a country mile, but still) of this site, we found the much-better-maintained cemetery where my great-great-grandmother and grandfather are buried.
Seems that about five generations of Moon Family ancestors were born in, or lived some significant portions of their lives in, this appalachian area of Eastern Kentucky.
We talked briefly with some old-timers where we found them. We found them at the Lee County Library. We found them at the Purple Cow Restaurant (in continuous high-cholesterol operation since the '30's). We found them at the offices of the region's paper, "The Three Forks Tradition", where the publisher himself ran us through some local history, peering over stacks of books and papers and pictures and a wood-and-screen cage containing a dozen or so rust-and-black caterpillars. He apologized that he couldn't talk all day (although it seemed he indeed could) because there was a paper deadline, and they were up to their eyeballs in work related to the upcoming Wooly Worm Festival.
Back at home now, the world seems almost too flat, too transitory or insubstantial or some such. Down in the hills, the years and decades and centuries don't spin out and away, they pile up. Something in me - my inner hillbilly, maybe - finds comfort in wading through that pile, and settin' for a spell.
Apple and Leaf, Nature's Photography
Originally uploaded by DuffyMoon
Gretchen's find - note the distinctive shape of the apple leaf, the only un-ripened part of the apple.
Michael and ET
Originally uploaded by DuffyMoon
Mrs. Moon always finds the best things.
I had no idea such a thing existed, but...
(Came with this poster, a record with Michael narrating the story of ET, and a picture book).
Talk about two weird tastes that taste awesome together.
A Series of Typewriter Head-To-Head Single-Elimination Tournaments, with face-off pics of the battling machines. Feel the anticipation? I know you do.
A nice description of the Moon family's recent celebration of Johnny Appleseed day, and how this holiday just doesn't seem to be catching on like we'd hoped, despite near-constant proselytizing by yourstruly and the overall yumminess and flag-waving-feel-goodery of the proposed holiday. Also a brief argument for why Olivander is outa his frickin gourd if he thinks Ohioans are gonna just sit there and accept his assertion that the Super Sugar Crisp apple (or whatever) is the best apple, when everyone knows that Ohio's own Melrose takes that prize ten times out of ten.
A description of how I apparently have nothing to write (dried up like an August creekbed, I keep saying) and how this hasn't stopped me from getting excited about NaNoWriMo 2009, where the Typewriter Brigade is already hopping.
Posts about how I'm sometimes having uncharitable thoughts about certain people and situations, and how I perform lots of self-chastisement rituals around this, and how envy is a cardinal sin and just ugly, but about how sometimes what may seem like envy isn't really envy at all, and how being seen as envious when one isn't envious just feeds into the whole uncharitableness again, and how just because I don't understand something doesn't mean it's not understandable.
Actually I think I might skip that last one and just put up more typewriter pics and discussions of apples.
Or whatever.
It's a bright, hunter orange, with a brown bill, and on the front says "Reardon Metal Fabrication".
Sadly, no Taggart Transcontinental caps were to be found.
Be gentle. This is my first time.
( See the piece in all its greusome glory behind the cut... )
Moonville Tunnel, out-in
Originally uploaded by moonstudio
Another shot, without any paranormal elements. Noon is a good time to visit a haunted tunnel, I find.
Moonville Tunnel closeup
Originally uploaded by DuffyMoon
No more natural way for the Moon family to spend their Sunday than in the abandoned village of Moonville, walking the haunted Moonville Tunnel.
Mrs. Moon, natually, took tons of excellent pics, and once they're on her flickr page I shall be sure to include a link. Because I know y'all want to see the haunted tunnel real bad like.
Mostly it's just because this re-write is taking forEVER. Maybe if I just knuckled down and muscled through this first re-write, it wouldn't be so painful. But then, it also wouldn't be much better than the first draft, would it?
( peek at the exciting first page, behind the cut... )
They must be real: look how big they are!
Typewriting at Starbucks in the middle of Silicon Valley
Originally uploaded by suspet
Is this fella someone we know? No way a dude can be out there, working in public on a Webster XL-747 (what?! you all knew what it was, too.) and it's someone who's unknown to ALL of us.
So, who is this guy?
What I propose is an additional tax of $2.25 per gallon of jet fuel. Alternatively, the airlines can offset one gallon of jet fuel by using one gram of Magical Pixie Dust. That way, there's a real, genuine financial incentive for the airlines to begin development of this more sustainable, more earth-friendly propulsion system.
The billions of dollars gathered in this jet fuel tax will be used partially to finance research into Magical Pixie Dust engine development, and partially to purchase those fossil-fuel burning airlines who refuse to make this change, and are driven into debt by their own hardheaded refusal to let go of yesterday's technology. Then, when the backward-thinking airline is publically owned, we can be assured that they're pursuing the newer, cleaner Magical Pixie Dust engines full bore.
I know you'll all support me in this.
