Onyx typer

The Machine, The Rocket.

This is probably the best portable I know of, or at least one built before my birth.

I’ve taken it to to the mountains, the beaches, the valleys…… we shall never surrender.

Sorry, got carried away. It’s easy to with this. It’s light, sturdy, and just looks like military issue equipment. The sound is snappy, but not too loud. Only a few very small screws ( be sure to get a supply from tiny machine screws, you never know when one jut might disappear) hold the casing on and once open, you see that parts are easy to get to (Not like some machines I know).

This one is, if I remember offhand, made in 1956, time of the Hungarian revolution. Heck, it was even born in time of strife.

This one pounded out, in the light of the moon, my first published poem. Then this year, in Union Station, Los Angeles, on one of those standing-only tables, it tapped out a story dreamt up on the train just minutes before.

Anyone else have one? What did you do with yours?

There’s a story in that.

We are all stories, after all.

Been tapping on my old handed down Rocket since nearly birth, which is probably one reason why I see the world my way. I guess my paradigm has pretty much been not of the herd.

My Glass is raised to all the others out there.

Unplugged from social media for my mental safety, but thanks to all the typospherians, I’m out here again.

Again, cheers to all out there. If there are any in CA, especially south of LA, I would love to hear from you.

Enough about me…..

Why do you………

As said before, I’ve had the Rocket with me through it all and just last month, after about 60 years, it finally slipped a disc. I can’t count haw many devices, phones, and computers I’ve been through. They were all made with a short life built in, not like lime my Rocket. They crashed, were hacked, outlived its life cycle and support, and pretty much became obsolete before I became comfortable with it.

With my Rocket, or any of my machines, I never had to keep graduating through those huge manuals, or as they are now, manuals online.

I never had to stop writing for any time period because the damn plastic device had to go through a update.

I only had to take a moment to replace a ribbon or wipe off some schmutz off the type bars.

In fact, as I’m trying to fill in the space in this blog to keep you distracted from work, I am at my office (not at home with my feet up with a portable on my lap and a beverage within easy reach) while a computer tech is trying to figure out what company or person is responsible for the loss of the network (yipee, no work emails to wade through).

So, If you want to know more, then you can suppose that I might want to know more also.

Hah!

I shall post some typecasts soon. I mean, as soon as I figure out how to without spending a bundle that I’d rather spend on sprucing up my Underwood portable.