A few thing-a-ma-bobs short

 

And so, when my grandmother was growing up, there were no cars, no radios,

no ice-boxes and a lot of other thing-a-ma-bobs were missing.  When she

started raising her kids, the ice was delivered for the ice box, whatever

that was like, and probably the milk.  Her husband drove a Ford Mercury,

for most of the time that I was around, and back and forth from Florida

once a year.  


Curious, how adaptive we can be to carry out activities that we view

as necessarily to support, what, I guess you might call: - general

well being.  


Today, I think, we maybe somewhat short of thing-a-ma-bobs, although

for sure we do have quite a few.  I think that is really okay, because

one thing we seem to be pretty good at is - slapping together - a

thing-a-ma-bob or two, when we really need one.


And then, of course, we do have those what-ca-ma-call-its,

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