tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1776456473941522431.post3723234276647319587..comments2024-03-05T19:50:31.497-08:00Comments on World O' Crap: Sundays With S.Z.: The Greased Up Granny EditionScotthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02798340582589737829noreply@blogger.comBlogger12125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1776456473941522431.post-50793195005575741512013-02-20T21:33:25.314-08:002013-02-20T21:33:25.314-08:00Lancelot, that's an amazing Link -- thanks! I...Lancelot, that's an amazing Link -- thanks! I wasted way too much time listening to wax recordings of pipe organs and dead people.Scotthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02798340582589737829noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1776456473941522431.post-64176355515701091072013-02-19T19:13:57.888-08:002013-02-19T19:13:57.888-08:00They were half the fun of having feet!They were half the fun of having feet!Scotthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02798340582589737829noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1776456473941522431.post-75378571759486189532013-02-19T18:05:35.573-08:002013-02-19T18:05:35.573-08:00Anyone remember Red Goose shoe stores?
http://www...Anyone remember Red Goose shoe stores?<br /><br />http://www.advertisingiconmuseum.org/inside/c11/3248079.htmlDark Avengerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02220642215040873632noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1776456473941522431.post-58306067689659858822013-02-19T17:33:30.689-08:002013-02-19T17:33:30.689-08:00OH. MY. GAWD!!! I got a hat tip! I'm so exci...OH. MY. GAWD!!! I got a hat tip! I'm so excited I could just about BURST! So it turns out that there are advantages to being a cranky old fart!Marion in Savannahnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1776456473941522431.post-36401059362487353102013-02-19T12:55:26.306-08:002013-02-19T12:55:26.306-08:00It was the greyhound running on the busses that ca...It was the greyhound running on the busses that caught my imagination/pity, way back in the 50's & 60's. I always thought the poor dog was <i>so</i> pitifully skinny, and maybe lost... looking for his family.<br />Morton salt girl bothered me too, I used to worry she'd be in trouble with her Mom when she got home. I adored the Poll Parrot brand shoes- the TV commercial insinuated that if you wore Poll-Parrot, you could FLY! God, I wanted a pair so badly. Never go 'em, tho. It was Keds all the way.Kathyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03176801494652946278noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1776456473941522431.post-55715130848561561052013-02-18T23:57:39.960-08:002013-02-18T23:57:39.960-08:00If you really want to hear it, the actual 1939 bro...If you really want to hear it, the actual 1939 broadcast is available here;<br />http://archive.org/details/OTRR_WJSV_Complete_Day_Singles<br />but it's sadly not quite as wacky as your reconstruction.Lancelot Linknoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1776456473941522431.post-40983971905196966522013-02-18T19:16:35.458-08:002013-02-18T19:16:35.458-08:00I vaguely recall Spry too, from early youth. More ...I vaguely recall Spry too, from early youth. More from magazine ads than anything else, I think. Different things suggest themselves to the child mind; I was quite intrigued by the little Morton's Salt girl, with her great big umbrella and her carton of Morton's that was pouring effortlessly behind her, leaving a trail that was certain to be washed away by the steady rain that pelted down on her as she tripped cheerfully along. Then there was the mysterious Old Dutch Cleanser being; in my kidhood an energetic Dutch -costumed female shown running in strict profile, so that her starched cap completely hid her face. Her clog-shod feet showed at full stride at the hem of her long skirts, and she brandished a cleaning brush. Very purposeful!<br /><br />Years later the company re-did their logo character as a smiling cutie in a Dutch outfit that smacked a bit of the majorette, or maybe the hatcheck girl. Friendlier, I guess they thought -- but it didn't convey the eternal, existential mystery of dirt-fighting that the old one had. The old Old Dutch lady could have swept Mr. Hitler out the door.Li'l Innocenthttp://ladysmantle.wordpress.com/noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1776456473941522431.post-87442922695217357932013-02-18T18:28:46.358-08:002013-02-18T18:28:46.358-08:00I'm also old enough to remember Spry, and actu...I'm also old enough to remember Spry, and actually had a friend who lived across the Hudson River from the infamous "Spry For Baking/Spry For Frying" ENORMOUS flashing neon sign. She had to keep the blinds down just to keep from being driven mad by it.Marion in Savannahnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1776456473941522431.post-32556824435983009212013-02-17T16:15:15.012-08:002013-02-17T16:15:15.012-08:00The Greased Up Granny Edition
Mmmmmm hmmmmm<i>The Greased Up Granny Edition</i><br /><br />Mmmmmm hmmmmmWeird Davenoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1776456473941522431.post-81287357307377511652013-02-17T12:07:26.268-08:002013-02-17T12:07:26.268-08:00I am so old I even remember Spry. And the shortage...I am so old I even remember Spry. And the shortage spoken of was probably due to the war. The Big One. WWII. Fats were rationed as was sugar and gasoline. (Think of the lovely dishes that combo could make.) Sharonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11827236343578670299noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1776456473941522431.post-83547686537931056912013-02-17T06:55:19.509-08:002013-02-17T06:55:19.509-08:00Subliminal Family Circus was my first exposure to ...Subliminal Family Circus was my first exposure to s.z. Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1776456473941522431.post-56097745085092518342013-02-17T05:27:05.899-08:002013-02-17T05:27:05.899-08:00Wonderful!
I remember this one especially because...Wonderful!<br /><br />I remember this one especially because it introduced me, in comments, to the now legendary Doghouse Riley, who upon my WTF at the use of "receipt" instead of the more modern term "recipe," patiently explained to my ignorant loudmouthed self that "receipt" is in fact the precursor of "recipe" and perfectly acceptable. I'm still in awe.<br /><br />On the other hand, as Carmen Sternwood points out, he's not very tall.<br /><br />Slightly off topic-- right, when wasn't I-- I think of "Spry" whenever I watch the Coen Brothers' "O Brother Where Art Thou" and the hair finishing product "Fop" (a pomade) is mentioned.<br /><br />Me, I'm a Dapper Dan man.Chris Vosburgnoreply@blogger.com