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Get off my LAWN! "Grumpy Old Farts"

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Not sure how eye would pronounce it. How would you pronounce it?

You guys are going to put me the boobie hatch with these remarks :wacky:

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Something lost in translation?
Not to me, aside from the typo introduced by a sloppy translation. The word should be "oishii," meaning delicious, tasty, etc.

And if you want something really "oishii," try the shrimp/prawn flavored Cup Noodles. :thumbsup:

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On the other hand, if you were only looking for a cheap giggle by offering up an unfamiliar food product for ridicule by a primarily western audience... never mind.

Leaves more for the rest of us. :whistle:
 
You guys are going to put me the boobie hatch with these remarks :wacky:
I'm afraid you're going to have to put yourself in the boobie hatch Contessa, the nuances of those pesky hook appliances have always eluded me.
 
My first typewriter was one of these:
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As a weak defense, it was already old when I bought it. I bought it to practice typing at home because I was determined to be the only person in my family that had a marketable, blue-collar skill.

I had that thing for many years and only upgraded it when personal computers became a thing.

At work, I usually ended up seated in front of a Selectric. That thing seemed so state-of-the-art compared to my Olympia.
 
Not to me, aside from the typo introduced by a sloppy translation. The word should be "oishii," meaning delicious, tasty, etc.

And if you want something really "oishii," try the shrimp/prawn flavored Cup Noodles. :thumbsup:

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On the other hand, if you were only looking for a cheap giggle by offering up an unfamiliar food product for ridicule by a primarily western audience... never mind.

Leaves more for the rest of us. :whistle:

I left what I thought was the T out of the end of the word. Thought it was a term used by an old sailor.
 
My first typewriter was one of these:
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As a weak defense, it was already old when I bought it. I bought it to practice typing at home because I was determined to be the only person in my family that had a marketable, blue-collar skill.

I had that thing for many years and only upgraded it when personal computers became a thing.

At work, I usually ended up seated in front of a Selectric. That thing seemed so state-of-the-art compared to my Olympia.

The typing pool in office was a very noisy room. All those Selectrics pounding out a cadence. High frequency hearing loss must have been normal. Then there was the cigarette smoke that permeated the workspace. A bottle of booze in the filing cabinet for the end of the day.

Things have changed.
 
When I was of school age, typing class was for girls (you know why, say no more, say no more). We used huge manual typewriters with no letters on the keys. We had the same kind of typewriters in J-school.

J-school recap: we were given "facts" on a single sheet of paper to work into a news story. The "fact sheet" was a minefield of GFEs — Gross Factual Errors. The first student to turn in a clean story received a grade. Everyone else took a fail. Fun, fun, fun.
 
Back from Staples, and out five and a half spacebucks to have this spiral bound with a cover

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Treble and bass clef. Happily able to read both, if pressed. It's been a long time since I read treble clef. It's what I learned on. That long ago. The heads all include Carol's own notes, and sometimes, corrections. There are a few typewritten admonishments, like "don't try and walk the b9 until you understand ..."
 
J-school recap: we were given "facts" on a single sheet of paper to work into a news story. The "fact sheet" was a minefield of GFEs — Gross Factual Errors. The first student to turn in a clean story received a grade. Everyone else took a fail. Fun, fun, fun.

This should be mandatory training for basic human existence. Like, you only get to be a citizen-in-training until you can pass this exam, then you get to vote :)
 
Back from Staples, and out five and a half spacebucks to have this spiral bound with a cover

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Treble and bass clef. Happily able to read both, if pressed. It's been a long time since I read treble clef. It's what I learned on. That long ago. The heads all include Carol's own notes, and sometimes, corrections. There are a few typewritten admonishments, like "don't try and walk the b9 until you understand ..."

PDF backup before spiralling?
 
When I was of school age, typing class was for girls (you know why, say no more, say no more). We used huge manual typewriters with no letters on the keys. ... ... Fun, fun, fun.

Back in the fall of '64 I knew I wanted to work with computers someday, so I took Typing I in Junior High School on a big manual typewriter with no letters on the keys. The 2 or 3 other guys in the class didn't seem to be there to learn typing! The room was always complete noisy chaos, no order whatsoever, students talking to each other more than teacher giving instruction.. Some "Teacher's Pets" sat at electric machines and started typing as soon as they arrived and didn't stop until the end of each class. (They obviously already knew how to type and maybe already were working a side job on class time.) The teacher would occasionally mumble something while using a long pointing stick aimed at parts of a couple posters at the front of the class that looked something like this:

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I eventually got the message and got up to a consistent 10-minute 90 wpm (w/5 errors or less) level by the end of the school year.

Next year, in High School, I took Typing II with a stricter teacher who actually tried to teach! I was the only boy in that class, but was seriously into speed typing. I peaked around 120 wpm several times!

Didn't use it again until college, typing, editing and retyping my papers there. Didn't use it at work from '74 to '82, until the IBM PCs appeared in kiosk stationery rooms and dept. heads were issued Compaq Portable PCs for their staff to share. I took one home almost every weekend for several years! Never regretted taking typing in school. Never convinced any of my kids or grandkids to take it! :meh:
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