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Wow. Tonight I played a few hands on BBo with the famous and so beautiful polish actress. ( she is known as an excellent bridge player too, I know her nickname from the article I read one time.) I played at the random table and as I saw who are joining I thought I will fall from the chair hehe.... I got a little nervous but did not make big mistakes, anyway such things does not happen everyday.

Reminds me of being the most nervous I've ever been at the bridge table.

 

I was 16, playing the final of the under 19 schools event which used to coincide with an adult congress at that time played at a very plush London hotel. I was also a very keen cricketer. An older gentleman of Caribbean extraction sat down to watch, and it became apparent that this was the legend of West Indies cricket Everton Weekes who I knew at the time was a serious bridge player.

 

He was charming, but it didn't stop me feeling nervous.

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Sitting drinking coffee, waiting for morning paper to be delivered.

Mind wanders.

 

Question:

Is there any place in the U.S., or elsewhere, that still has an afternoon paper delivered?

 

Reminiscing:

 

I delivered the St. Paul Pioneer Press in the morning and the St. Paul Dispatch in the afternoon. Lucrative enough to allow me to buy a car a little after my fifteenth birthday. Now there is one paper, adults deliver it, and they do a crappy job of it. It's almost 7:30 with no paper, I was finished by 5:30 or so.

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Is there still a place in the US where a fifteen year old can drive a car by themselves?

 

Probably not. Adolescence is now thought to extend to age 30 or so.

But the paper has just arrived so my mood will now improve.

I have to read the op-ed page, else how can I know what I think?

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I used to help my older brother deliver the Sunday morning paper. In exchange for this, he would let me drive the car. I thought that was a pretty good deal when I was 13. I eventually inherited his paper route. You learn a lot about your neighbors when you stop by once a month to collect the bill.

 

Newspaper delivery is pretty good here in Arlington Virginia. The paper is usually on the doorstep by 5:30 AM.

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You learn a lot about your neighbors when you stop by once a month to collect the bill.

You triggered a bunch of memories with that one!

 

The paper I delivered had a receipt book with little dated pre-printed tear-out receipts, one page of receipts per year per customer. We collected every week, and the carrier (me) couldn't go wrong using it. Nevertheless, one customer would often be away on collection day, and then insist the next that I had been paid the week before. I would have to wait while she rummaged around looking for the receipt that I could see was still in my book (and that I had shown her). After a while she'd be back grumbling that she'd misplaced it and would grudgingly pay for the missing week.

 

Another memory: This same customer had a covered, but unscreened front porch. She wanted the paper inserted inside the screen door for easy access and to make sure it did not blow away. I did that routinely. One stormy day her screen door was locked and no one answered the bell. So I lifted the mat and put the paper under it, sticking out part way.

 

Later that evening we were at dinner when the phone rang. My dad came back to the table and said, "Mrs. Gustafson says she didn't get her paper."

 

"Tell her to look under the mat."

 

"She says she looked there and there was no paper."

 

So my dad and I hop in the car (it was still very stormy) and he takes me to her place so I can replace the paper. When we get there, we can both see the paper still sticking out from the mat. My dad says, "Stay in the car, son, I'll take it from here."

 

On the other hand, I met some wonderful folks that I'd never have known otherwise. And I had some other adventures that will never, ever, see print...

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Just tried to read Paterno thread, I suppose any European has a miligram clue whats going on in it.

 

I remember there was a 1 000 000 € question in the german tv edition of Who Wants to Be A Millionare. >>>> Which book does begin with sentence "Call me Ishmael"?

In the USA this would be surely a $ 3,00 question which knows every high school boy, but not in Europe hehehe... Anywy, the german dude in the show knew it and cashed the big bag.

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In fairness, knowing the literature of one's own country is one thing, knowing the literature of another country is another thing altogether. I daresay if you asked on the American version of the show about a book well known in German literature, you'd similarly get very few, if any, who knew the answer.
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I got started trying to remember opening lines and I am afraid I can't do many. "I am an American, Chicago born" from The Adventures of Augie March. And "Cried Mazie a lazy bird hatching her egg, I'm tired and I'm bored and I've kinks in my legs. From sitting just sitting here day after day, it's work how I hate it I'd much rather play". I used to be able to do the first couple of chapters of that one from memory.
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