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Center Things
I am thinking of utilizing my spare time to work on a Nebraskan-English dictionary. My late mother-in-law and I could have definitely benefited from such a thing, if you see where I am headed.
Anyway, I’ve already got the first entry:
Nebraskan: center things
English: all those things in the middle of the table
So far, Nebraskan seems a more concise language…
Spur, Texas
photographed 10.12.2019
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If having a crush on a town is a thing, then I am pretty sure I have a crush on Spur. I go there often, and always find interesting things (like telephones or swimming pools or mysterious signs.)
On this particular trip, my friend Mary and I stopped for lunch at the Dixie Dog; we sat at the counter, which is how we were able to hear the cook say, when she’d caught up with the lunch orders, that she was going to step outside and smoke “a piece” of her cigarette.
How can you not have a crush on a town when you can hear something like that?
the Dixie Dog
Spur, Texas
photographed 3.14.2015
Dixie Dog, from the back
Remember the other day when I told you about the cook who was going outside to smoke a piece of her cigarette? This is where we went – the back side of the Dixie Dog. I bet if we’d taken the time to look, we could have found her half-smoked cig on the window ledge.
Spur, Texas
photographed 3.14.2015
The last rotary
This may be the last rotary phone…and from the amount of dust on the cord and the top of the receiver, it hasn’t been used in a while.
(Spotted at the Dixie Dog, where if you sit at the counter for lunch, a friendly waitress named Kay will be happy to talk. And where the cook, having completed the lunch rush, said she was going outside to “smoke a piece” of her cigarette.)
Spur, Texas
photographed 3.14.2015