Fall, in an instant. Cloudy, cool, drizzly. It was audacious. See what I can do? Whenever I want? Just a reminder who’s boss.

Enjoying a glass of red right now, which seems apt for the evening. turned on the fire in the gazebo, wondering if it would work, or whether the shoddy Chinese innards would have given out. No - it didn't explode! No ball of flame, no shards flying through my torso or atomized pumice rock vaporizing my eyeballs. Fall's off to a great start.

Mother-in-law is here for a stay. She’s going back to Rochester for a trip tomorrow, so I thought I’d make her breakfast before Wife and MiL hit the road. Get more eggs - and as I have to note, we screamed when the prices were $4.39 a dozen, and now that they’re $1.99 we have moved on other outrages. Like the price of little tiny cinnamon rolls the diameter of a quarter. Or tiny croissants with a ribbon of frosting. Seven dollars!

Eight for the ones with almonds!

Maybe it’s just me, but dang. Well, let us through our skinflinty ways to the side and plot our strategy. If you provide BIG croissants or $4.99 cinnamon rolls, the womenfolk might not want something that big, and pass. The miniature ones are perfect, because one has no calories, and if you want two it’s fine because they’re small. So I went with the tiny rolls.

Mother-in-Law walks in the door a few hours later with a container of the biggest cinnamon rolls I’ve ever seen. And explains: “I was at IKEA!”

Good thing I hadn’t planned a Swedish meatball supper.

I should make pancakes tomorrow and pretend I forgot about the rolls.

So: another account of an internet peregrination, as we go . . .

  How do we get from the here . . .

To there?



This fits in with TV Tuesday. Happenstance and collision, perhaps.

So, AYDS: Some people have no idea how, for a brief period, these ads were the epitome of cringe.

Here's a long, long ad from an earlier time.

It wasn't the only one:

Much like AYDS, I guess. The active ingredient in AYDS at first was benzocaine, which numbed the mouth so you didn’t taste much.

By the mid-1980s, public awareness of the disease AIDS brought notoriety to the brand due to the phonetic similarity of names and the fact that the disease caused immense weight loss in patients Initially sales were not negatively affected; in a September 1985 interview, the president of the company that manufactured it stated that, in fact, sales had increased as a result of this connection. Early in 1986, another executive of the manufacturer was quoted, "The product has been around for 45 years. Let the disease change its name.

As for the drug, a side note: "it is used to control urinary incontinence in dogs." But more interesting: it also produces increased amounts of de-de-de-DE DE Deyjiiaaaa VU:

Taiminen and Jääskeläinen (2001) reported the case of an otherwise healthy male who started experiencing intense and recurrent sensations of déjà vu upon taking the drugs amantadine and phenylpropanolamine together to relieve flu symptoms. He found the experience so interesting that he completed the full course of his treatment and reported it to the psychologists to write up as a case study.

Because of the dopaminergic action of the drugs and previous findings from electrode stimulation of the brain, Taiminen and Jääskeläinen speculate that déjà vu occurs as a result of hyperdopaminergic action in the mesial temporal areas of the brain.

It’s the Mind. That's what came to mind when I saw the phrase of deja vu.

Which brings us . . . to this. The size of the tapes! The machines!

That's what first led me to “East of Ipswich,” discussed on Tuesday. As noted, it's set in Southwold! Home of Adnan's, maker of my favorite ales, and my coffee cup from the distillery is sitting right here by my side as I write.

So that's how we got from AYDS to Southwold.

But there's more. We'll get to that in a bit.












Seven thousand souls. The county seat. As for the name:

The city was first named Purnell, after Isaac Purnell, a railroad official. When postal officials rejected that designation, the name was changed to Mitchell, honoring another railroad company officer. Postal officials also rejected that name because another post office of that name existed elsewhere in the territory. They named the post office Bokhoma (a Choctaw word meaning Red River), which opened December 15, 1902. Railroad officials then chose the name Idabel, a compound of the names of Isaac Purnell's two daughters, Ida and Bell. The post office was then renamed Idabel.

Whew. Glad they worked it out.

Me when I’m new at Planet Coaster and trying to design my own buildings.

Either they got a lot of rain or the back room was staffed entirely by midgets:

Such decay, and also a piece of metal that listens to an object in space.

The rarity of the small-town newspaper office, still going:

It’s the name of the county. The OK historical society says it was published semi-weekly from 1907 to 1969, but obviously it’s still going.


Another long-gone loss.

You can tell it’s been gone a long time when the mural painted on the newly exposed wall is faded.


Well, that’s different.


That looks like crap. And a blurry old 2007 picture, which means it’s gone now, right?

I guess it’s better than nothing, but it’s used for . . . what? Druidic rituals?

Long gone.

The 70s / early 80s brick building with the arched windows is a small-town mainstay.

ND Leader? What was the word? WHAT?

(Takes agitated man by shoulders, gently leads him around the corner)


Sign-scar isn’t clear. Could be Shoes. No credit to Sharpes for not trying very hard to maintain the tradition of the old sheet-metal rehabs.


You know what this is, or was.

You know for sure when you spot the night depository.

  Or the matchbook!

The hues have changed, but it’s absolutely as it was. But what was it?

Seems they’d want to make that a big larger, and more legible.

This site says:

This hotel was built by John and Olea Rouleau in 1916. It was a 38-room hotel operated throughout the years. In 1955, a new owner renamed the Hotel The Ruolo. The hotel thrived until about 1971 when motels became all the rage. The building fell into disrepair, and was eventually renovated in 2001, and placed on the National Register in 2002.

Senior housing now, of course. You can apply to live there when you turn 62.

“Well, for a while we experimented with having an all-bicycle firefighting force.”

I think those are windows, from the Era of Narrow Views. Also the era of pronounced sideburns, everyone in the office smoking, file cabinets full of Goldenrod copies.

There’s another version of this building with the color scheme reversed, searching everywhere for this one. Frank Gorshin would insist that this one was superior.

Ah! Well, it’s something.

The law office now occupies the theater. Its cinema treasures page is full of comments from 2009. URLs about it, or its predecessor State, dead-end in 404s. Sometimes this job is too depressing.


As for the county:

McCurtain County is in the southeastern corner of the U.S. state of Oklahoma. As of the 2010 census, the population was 33,151. Its county seat is Idabel. It was formed at statehood from part of the earlier Choctaw Nation in Indian Territory. The name honors an influential Choctaw family that lived in the area.

Green McCurtain was the last chief when Oklahoma became a state in 1907.

History is complicated:

Greenwood "Green" McCurtain was born on November 28, 1848 in Skullyville, Choctaw Nation, Indian Territory, the third son of Cornelius McCurtain, born in Mississippi, and Mayhiya "Amy" Blevins, both Choctaw. He was named after leader Greenwood LeFlore. Blevins's grandmother was Sho-Ma-Ka, a captive from a neighboring tribe who was adopted and assimilated into the Choctaw. McCurtain's paternal ancestry was of Irish origin. His Irish immigrant ancestor was Cornelius McCurtain, nephew of Cornelius Curtain, from County Cork, who settled in Spanish Florida in the 18th century with a land grant from the Spanish crown.

Somehow I think he’d like a building with a bit more heart.



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