Tossing Salt Presents:
A Day of Dougie
Paper Machines, The Flintstone’s Christmas Special & Knees
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Doug Maynard

It’s nearly 3:00 am and I can’t sleep. That’s not anything unusual though. Sleep is overrated and who needs it? I’ve already written an edition of the Ultimate Wrestling Q&A, as well as an edition of the Ultimate X Q&A, so what’s next? I’m on a roll. I have two more of the wrestling things outlined, but I’m just not feeling it right now. I think I need a beer, a smoke, and a hug from a sexy man.

Okay, plans change. I don’t have any beer. I don’t smoke. And the only sexy man I want to hug and snuggle up close to is about 12 miles away, asleep in his bed at home. Yeah, I think I’ve got it bad. So, since all of those options are out, I’ll just write a Day of Dougie instead. So let’s stop with the chit-chat and get out the Magic Bag so I can pick out a few topics of discussion to discuss. I’ve got the bag and we’re going to be speaking about Paper Machines, The Flintstones Christmas Special, and Knees. Okay, we have three winners here and this should be different. sighs Let’s do this.

Paper Machines

The vending machines are found at post offices everywhere, where a person can pick up and buy a daily newspaper. Does everyone even remember what a newspaper was or is? I do. I used to deliver them many years ago. I started as a substitute driver for the Charlotte Observer newspaper route and when an opening came up, I took over a full route and enjoyed it for almost two years. Every night without missing a beat. Those were good times. And the machines? I had five of them on my route. That was the bread and butter that made the job profitable. People subscribed and had the papers delivered daily to their homes, but they usually paid once a year. The machines, and all of those damn quarters, that was what kept gas in the tank and paid the bills. They were annoying to deal with at times, but during the two or three times a week when I made my rounds and emptied the change, it was awesome. Paper machines were awesome. And now, I rarely see them anywhere. But then again, I rarely see real newspapers anywhere either. The internet has killed the newspaper industry. Everyone would rather go online than read a real paper. It’s sad, but true. I guess it doesn’t matter though. Journalism is dead as well. And that sucks!

The Flintstone’s Christmas Special

I remember seeing this many years ago. A cartoon special with The First Family of Bedrock, The Flintstones, along with their neighbors, The Rubbles, and they’re celebrating Christmas. And I remember thinking that the Flintstones were a prehistoric family. Prehistoric as in BC or before Christ. But Christmas is a celebration of Christ and is to represent his birthday. So how could the Flintstones celebrate the birth of Christ centuries before Christ was born? Someone didn’t think this out before they made the cartoon. But it was cool to see our two favorite cartoon families have a merry old time and do the Christmas stuff. Not logical or historically correct, but that kind of thing didn’t matter much back then. I mainly just remember a cool cartoon. And Yabba Dabba Doo to all my Flintstone fans out there. Let’s wrap this up.

Knees

When you get old, they’re the second things to go. It’s hard to walk or stand for long periods because the knees hurt. Mine do anyhow. And what’s the old saying about the bee’s knees? Do bees even have knees? I know that Vice President Kamala Harris does. She was on them for Willie Brown many times. That’s how she got her start in politics. But I won’t be a hypocrite. Everyone needs a hobby and if you can get appointed to a high-paying political position for having more weiners in your mouth than Joey Chestnut, then go for it. More power to the cackling one. I need to rethink my life and career aspirations. Damn, my knees hurt.

And there you go. My thanks for reading. Any comments, thoughts, questions, or suggestions of topics to add to the Magic Bag for future discussion, drop me a line, and let’s chat. I’m at Doug28352@yahoo.com and on X at @Doug28352. Hit me up, my Peeps. And with that, let’s close this up. I think I’m going to go wash clothes and maybe mop the kitchen floor. Have a great one and stay awesome. I’ll catch you on the flip side.

Ubuntu!