Posted 11 months ago
TallCakes
(22 items)
Having been in the United States Navy for ten years, from the end of the Vietnam war to the height of the Iran hostage crisis, I had a number of opportunities to cross the equator. Crossing the equator has been an almost sacred event for seafarers for ages. It represents exchanging the lowly position of a polywog for the esteemed position of a Shellback. The ceremonious events range from utterly disgusting to even more utterly disgusting; hard to imagine or explain unless one has gone thru it. But for one example just try to imagine swimming and crawling thru galley waste that has been 'saved' for days to allow it to 'ripen'. In the end it is all in good fun and an experience of a lifetime. So here are a couple of the certificates honoring the events as I often find myself reminiscing those gone by Navy days on national holidays as today.
The Killer Mobile Device for Victorian Women
If These Shirts Could Talk: The Tantalizing Tales Behind Used Clothes
Gloriously Grotesque 19th-Century Pipes
In the Hot Seat: Is Your Antique Windsor a Fake?
Bizarro Beauty Products, from 1889 to Now
Love at First Kite: How Pizza and Pente Led to One Oklahoman's High-Flying Obsession
Pin-Up Queens: Three Female Artists Who Shaped the American Dream Girl
Say Ahhh: An Oral Surgeon's Quest to Reimagine the Garage-Band Guitar
Tokens for Sweethearts, in Times of War
American Picker Dream, Part I: Mike Wolfe On His Love Affair With Bikes


thanks for the loves and comments. And happy July 4th to all.
Happy 4th Fellow Shellback, I love the description "utterly disgusting to even more utterly disgusting"