Our dining room houses this old typewriter I found at a garage sale in Arizona. Here we leave messages for one another: love notes, trite jokes, testimonials, innuendos and suggestions.
When my mom got her hands on it, she typed:
Now is the time for all good men to come to the aid of their country.
Now is the time for all good men to come to the aid of their country.
Now is the time for all good men to come to the aid of their country.
Now is the time for all good men to come to the aid of their country.
Now is the time for all good men to come to the aid of their country.
in red ink.
just like that.
That phrase was once used to test speed and accuracy of typists before personal computers.
(A bit silly in a time when most professional typists were women.)
This is what ours says at the moment- take a hint. and have a swell 'Hafta sonu'. (That's Turkish for 'weekend')
The "do less" manifesto
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