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Tuesday, September 19, 2017

Sliced Bread? The story, right here!

On occasion, you may have heard it said of some wonderful gadget, “This is the greatest invention since sliced bread!” This is intended to be both a compliment and a reference to how revolutionary and world-changing the invention is. It’s worth bearing in mind, though, that while people have been slicing bread for eons, pre-sliced, packaged bread has only been available since 1928, when Otto Frederick Rohwedder introduced the world’s first mechanical bread slicer.

At first sales were not spectacular; bakers complained that pre-sliced bread would dry out quickly. Then a slicer-owner figured out how to slice and bag the bread simltaneously and the revolution began. The first national baker to use the slicer was Wonder Bread.

In an amusing afternote, the Toastmaster company had invented a pop-up toaster four years before sliced bread, but sales of manually sliced toast were slow. The pop-up toaster and uniformly sliced bread was a marriage made in heaven. By 1933, only five years after its introduction, American bakeries were turning out more sliced than unsliced bread, and the rest, as they say in the pulps, is history.
(Liberally edited and re-written by JAK from web material.)
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Tuesday, August 1, 2017

My 15-year-old, cobbled-together computer finally gave up the ghost. It's taken me a while to get a replacement, but I finally settled on this puppy. It's taking me some time to get comfortable with it, though; going from Windows 7 to 10 has given me the bends!

Thursday, May 25, 2017

Memorial Day 2017

I'm doing something different this Memorial Day. I'm gonna remember one guy, an 18-year-old kid who drowned in the surf at Normandy Beach on June 6, 1944. His backpack was too heavy, and he was too seasick from the ride to shore. He wanted to be a hero, wanted to keep America free and all that claptrap fog of war shit, but all that happened was he died. His family tree has one limb missing; he didn't get married, have kids; he didn't get to see Donkey Kong, or HDTV, or feel central air conditioning, or buy a pack of smokes at a 24/7 convenience store. He's dead. Forever.
I don't know if it matters, but thanks, kid. Thanks for trying.
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The French at Normandy always remember