Posts Tagged ‘New Yorker’
No, literally…
Look at that giant amoeba.
From The Monkeys You Ordered, “literal New Yorker captions.”
It's 7:30
I’m dressed like a cowboy!
Many more at The Monkeys You Ordered.
As we sharpen our specificity, we might recall that it was on this date in 1943 that Frank C. Walker, FDR’s Postmaster General, introduced the Postal Code system: the Zone Code– the two digit signifier included in urban addresses until the introduction of zip codes, e.g.:
Ms. Margaret Mitchell
1001 Peachtree Avenue
Atlanta 13, Georgia
With the introduction of the Zip Code, the Zone Code became the last two digits of the five-digit locator.
Walker watching the President mail a letter with a Zone address (source: Smithsonian)
And a’one and a’two…
German composer Michael Petermann has assembled an orchestra (from vintage appliances purchased on eBay) to perform “Blödes Orchester” (Stupid Orchestra), a “symphonic piece for home appliance,” now appearing at the Museum für Kunst und Gewerbe in Hamburg.
[TotH to the ever-extraordinary Laughing Squid]
As we ask the blender to tone down the vibrato, we might wish a stylish happy birthday to publishing pioneer Condé Montrose Nast; he was born on this date in 1873. After serving as Advertising Director at Colliers, then a brief stint in book publishing, Nast bought a small New York society magazine called Vogue— which he proceeded to turn into the nation’s, then the world’s leading fashion magazine. While other periodical publishers simply sought higher and higher circulation, Nast introduced the “lifestyle” title, targeted to a group of readers by income level or common interest. By the time of his death, his stable of monthlies also included House & Garden, British, French, and Argentine editions of Vogue, Jardins des Modes, (the original) Vanity Fair, and Glamour; subsequently, the group added such resonant lifestyle books as Gourmet, New Yorker, and Wired.
Condé Nast (source)
Pescadigitation…
[TotH to friend JT for the lead]
As we wonder if he can conjure sturgeon roe, we might recall that it was on this date in 1925 that the world met Eustace Tilley, as he graced the cover of the first issue of The New Yorker. (The creation of artist Rea Irvin, he has, of course, appeared in some form on every anniversary cover since).
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