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Hot rods
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Some things from the good old days are worth bringing back. I'm speaking of the American-made beauties that roamed the streets of the '50s and '60s. My 1958 Chevy Rat Rod wagon is the girl I'm most fond of, but my head will turn at any "old girl" dressed in steel. There was a time when things were simple and sweet. Greaser punks, Bettys, the 9 to 5 and a gas-guzzling work of art could complete the scene. Your folks trusted the government. The weekend was actually two days you could do absolutely nothing. Living in the past? Walk outside and tell me you wouldn't love a stretch of highway, a beauty by your side and a little more time. Adopt a hot rod. They need love, too.
Brushes
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Brushes. You know what I mean? If you don't, you've been living in the dark ages — with combs! Here at Armchairs central, we've been really into making our own brushes. You can use brushes for just about anything. We use different bristles and fiber types with all sorts of tensile strength. We make toothbrushes, beardbrushes, hairbrushes, combo hair/beard brushes, lint brushes, scrub brushes, toilet brushes and a cornucopia of other brushing apparati. Happy brushing!
Amman, Jordan
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A few years ago I came across the fact that the ancient city of Amman, Jordan, was once called Philadelphia. Wouldn't it be great if we asked them to be our sister city? We Americans need so badly to have friends in the Middle East, and Tel Aviv in Israel is already our sister city. We need to reach out to Muslims in that part of the world. I bet we'd find we have a lot in common.
Biking the Schuylkill River and Perkiomen trails
I unfold my winter body into the beautifully scented springtime sun. My life is filled with flowers coming to life — at the historic property where my partner and I live and care for the grounds. The price I pay is a very achy body. Searching for non-work-related physical exercise, we find ourselves on our bicycles cruising along the old railways — the Schuylkill River and Perkiomen trails, where the woodland flowers abound. I sleep well tonight through my worries and the gunfire in the park.
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