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Tuesday, May 29, 2012

on vacation - please call again.

i'm afraid i need to sign off for the week but am hoping to have connectivity by early next week. i leave you with these vintage travellin' pics and a travellin' tune (not quite 'my era' but a classic nonetheless). see you in june, cool cats!

Ramblin' Man by The Allman Brothers Band on Grooveshark

Tuesday, May 22, 2012

doll or dame?

as you film noir lovers are aware, women were generally referred to in the genre as either:

a) a doll
b) a dame

this got me thinking that it's time for our first poll here at that's my era. (who doesn't enjoy a good poll now and again, i ask you?)

please select as many answers as you see fit on the right hand side of this post. there are no wrong answers!

i'll post a bit more later as to what the difference is between a doll and dame. for now, i give you the literal translations from merriam-webster:

Definition of DAME 

: a woman of rank, station, or authority: as a archaic : the mistress of a household b : the wife or daughter of a lord c : a female member of an order of knighthood —used as a title prefixed to the given name
a : an elderly woman b : woman

Examples of DAME

  1. She was made a dame the year before she died.
  2. <as the grand dames of local society, they determined which charities received support>

Origin of DAME

Middle English, from Anglo-French, from Latin domina, feminine of dominus master; akin to Latin domus house — more at dome
First Known Use: 13th century


noun \ˈdäl, ˈdl\
: a small-scale figure of a human being used especially as a child's plaything
a (1) : a pretty but often empty-headed young woman (2) : woman b : darling, sweetheart 

Monday, May 21, 2012

happy firecracker day!

today in this land called "canada" we celebrate this woman's birthday:

and we light firecrackers. most importantly, for us working schleps, we have a long weekend!

i remember the alluring & evocative packaging of fireworks back in the day. a lot of the packaging was reminiscent of candy packaging (not very marketing savvy methinks). here's what i'm talking about:

my personal favourite was the "burning schoolhouse" which we'd always end with, at our house.

i was pretty maladjusted at school so i found it particularly cathartic watching the schoolhouse burn down. it gave me shivers every time as i'd imagine all the nasty teachers and guidance counselors going down with the schoolhouse... (i believe i prefaced this by saying i was maladjusted, right?)

happy firecracker-day-long-weekend, cool cats!

Wednesday, May 16, 2012

hump day hotties!

because 'thursday hotties' just didn't sound the same, it's wednesday and here i am, at the ready with lots of hotties for your hump day viewing pleasure.

ladies first:

martine carol. imported from france.

sally gray.

diana dors.

joan greenwood. imported from the UK.

natalie wood.

followed of course by the menfolk...

gregory peck.

dirk bogarde.

peck. again.

victor mature. forever sleepy.
rock hudson.

sterling hayden.

hope this helped soothe your ragged hump day eyes. tomorrow's thursday, which i recently learned from a young starbucks barista, is "junior friday." sounds good to me!

Tuesday, May 15, 2012

star o' the week!

welcome to the first (and possibly only) edition of "star o' week" here at that's my era. here at that's my era we're always looking to try on new things and nope, i'm not talking premium denim here. this week's star is a country n' western musician that went by the extremely enviable hot monicker of... LEFTY FRIZZELL. you may remember lefty from 'the name game' many posts ago.

now, i'd like to clarify something before i bring our featured star. make no mistake, i think lefty was adorable. how can you not fall for a guy who looked like the love child of harvey keitel and kd lang? i mean, really.

i think it should also be pointed out that whoever said gays weren't welcome in the country music scene was clearly misinformed because there's no mistaking the orientation of the guitar accompanist next to mr. frizzell... videographic evidence right here, cool cats! if someone comes up to you and mumbles something about "gays" "no welcome" "country music scene" (because that's how someone would do it) you pull out your iphone and go to where you've bookmarked this post and you play that hater this video!

alright, so here's lefty's life in a nutshell. he was born in texas but grew up in southern arkansas. his "real" name was "sonny" (apparently that's what his parents called him... i'm sorry but isn't that a bit like getting a cat and naming it "cat"?) and got his name "lefty" from a schoolyard scrap. it was not from winning a golden gloves boxing match though apparently his record company started that rumour.

lefty was a proponent of honky tonk music and enjoyed his heyday in the '50's. apparently by the '60's he had a reputation for being really, really grumpy. excessive boozing didn't help and lefty ended up dying quite young (at the age of 47) of a massive stroke. this was due in part to his drinking and his grumpiness (read: temper = high blood pressure).

here are some pics of this week's hot-blooded (yet baby-faced) star:

i personally can't really picture lefty having a hissy fit. and if he did, i might just be tempted to say "aww, lefty... you're cute when you're angry!"

i'll leave you with lefty, circa '66, singing the song he penned in 1950 that is probably familiar to even you, dear reader(s). if you've got the money, honey, i've got the time. to note, i really hope lefty didn't use that line on ladies post fame-and-fortune. because that just wouldn't be right. rather, i hope the ladies used it on him. "hey lefty, if you've got money for beer, i've got the time. if you don't have money to buy me beer, then in fact, as it turns out, i don't have the time and i'll find myself some other sucker to pony up the cash for drinks..."  maybe this happened to lefty a lot (you know the ol' 'art imitating life' and vice versa phenomenon). maybe this explains the grumpiness in his later years... he was sick of paying for everyone's drinks!

Sunday, May 13, 2012

happy mother's day, take 2...

because i know my mother fairly well, i imagine she might've felt a bit puzzled by this morning's race car post. mom is something of a traditionalist and perhaps a) she didn't want to be outed as a secret race car and/or b) she probably just really wanted some tulips.

so, mom, i've collected up all the vintage dutch tulips i could find and am posting them here for your viewing pleasure.

happy mother's day eve, mom!

finally, i'd like to top off this tulip post with a vintage (and extremely corny) tulip tune. mom, may you race around a track that's lined with tulips and may the wind from your dragster cause the tulips to tremble - but not lose their petals.