Oh the typewriter!
// December 15th, 2008 // tagged: Life
Saw this typewriter on mightygoods.com in their gift ideas section.
“This portable style is the very last manual typewriter in production today. No power required! 44 keys w/ 88 symbols, one ribbon included that types both black & red ink and that oh so satisfying clickety-clack of the keys.”
Oh how I LOVE typewriters. When I was growing up, my grandmother had a REALLY old typewriter in her back room. I would go in there every time I was down there, put a sheet of my school paper in the type writer, roll it up to the first line, and start typing a note to someone (usually my best friend, Karen – who I think still has some of these notes!) These notes were usually totally meaningless … but I can recall many of them where I would be heartbroken – or insanely happy – but most of them weren’t memorable notes. But I do remember loving using the typewriter. It made everything seem … more. More important. More dramatic. Just … MORE!
Even then, I loved the neatness of the typed note. The ability to have RED words. Double spacing. It was just cool. And click clack I would go. Then — I’d roll out the paper — and do the only thing a girl could do with a note then — fold it into an intricate almost origami-like piece of beauty. You had to fold it just right too … so that the little corner stuck out from the last folded edge – so your friend could easily unfold it.
I think I’m too cheap to spend $125 on this typewriter … but my grandmother still has that old typewriter at her house. Over Christmas, I may just have to sit down and type a letter to Karen for old time’s sake!
