toaster ovens, chickens, automobiles, and Judy O'Grady

I guess the toaster oven and the computer are, as Rudyard Kipling (to inject a little poesy into Beaglestonia) like  the Colonel's Lady an' Judy O'Grady Are sisters under their skins  So, seeing that her sister had lost her connection. the toaster oven, much like Lassie when Timmie was floundering in the well, acted up to get the attention of the carbon units, so that the problem was solved.  Perhaps now Beagles could return the favor by googling how to fix a toaster oven that doesn't always come on.   

When I was the computer whiz at my state agency turning the computer off and then on again (unplugging was too much work) was what I referred to as the high tech solution.  I suppose if I had a little more clout in the organization I could have had the user cluck like a chicken while I did that.

There used to be, maybe still are though I can't recall seeing them, chickens that performed complicated operations, playing the piano, maybe tic tac toe, at like the county fair.  They were taught this by stimulus/response, behavior rewarded by a kernel or two of corn.  Dignified scientists in crisp white lab coats, pockets stuffed with pens would set up it up so that the kernels were issued randomly and the chicken thought whatever they had done at the time caused the corn to drop, and ended up inducing all sorts of wacky behavior from the chickens.  Scientists, even in crisp lab coats, just want to have fun.


That 1940 Chevrolet is a handsome car.  I think cars looked the best about this time, they had just dropped that boxy look with the flat radiator with the headlights stuck to either side, too close together to look like eyes, and now the whole thing is sheathed in smooth sheet metal.  The grill takes on a swept back look like the nose of a plane parting the air, and look at those wide fat front fenders, big enough to hold a headlight which tapers nicely into it.  Surely a car that could easily win the heart of Judy O'Grady, or the Colonel's lady, or the mother of the Old Dog.

Any photos of that Chevrolet, or of the nooky wagon?

I have been googling through automobiles, doing the image search every five years.  1930 they still looked boxy, 1935, they are a little smoother, 1940 they look great, 1945 the rear is smoothing but they still have that pointy nose, 1950 they are more rounded, the nose is receding into the front end, but the bumper is grinning large, 1955 they are just beginning to take on that wild appearance, 1960 they are crazy man, crazy, 1965 they are losing that crazy chrome and are all smooth and low and flat, 1975 their front ends are looking aggressive again, 1980 they are beginning to look like refrigerators on wheels, which they will continue to do for the next ten years until they decide to look like pumpkin seeds which they will continue into the present time.