Immovable Type
Jan. 4th, 2006 08:49 pmIt was too much to expect, I suppose, that a manual typewriter that last saw serious use in my undergraduate days should still be functional. I bought it used (for $5, if I recall correctly), it must have been in the summer of '76. I rather liked the antique look of the thing: metal-ringed keys and an angular black metal body. I was a hard science major, so it had fairly light duties. I'm immensely grateful that I did my graduate work in the computer era!
Back in the mid '80s, I got my first personal computer and never seriously looked back. Ah, the days of dot-matrix and daisy-wheel! But I kept the typewriter -- partly because I tend to keep everything, and partly because there might be occasions when it would be convenient for filling out forms or the like.
That's why I dragged it out again last night. I'd gotten the hard-copy version of Nolo Press's "Deeds for California Real Estate" and was debating the merits of filling in the forms with very neat printing, springing for the electronic version as well, or pulling out the typewriter. The typewriter was tucked in a corner of the guest bedroom ... which makes it a minor miracle that it could be retrieved at all under current circumstances. When I opened up the case, flakes of rust detached themselves from the hinges of the box. (I believe this dates to the Time of the Roof Leak about a decade ago.) It looked possible that I could find a bit of ribbon that still had sufficient functional ink on it, but alas the block of right-hand-most keys in the array refused to budge from their places. And I cannot manage without "p"s.
Back I went on-line and located several sites with electronic copies of the relevant forms -- not quite exactly the same as the Nolo Press versions, but still adequate for the purpose. The typewriter, I suspect, is junk. Part of me says, "Hey, with a bit of work and cleaning up I could get it back in action again ... and by now it may be a real antique." Another part of me says, "If you haven't actually used it in the last 20 years, it isn't worth the admittedly minimal storage space." And the last part of me says, "Divest! Divest of unnecessary stuff!" There's no real emotional attachment -- I didn't write the great American novel on this thing and it wasn't handed down from an ancestor. Besides which, it's the attrition of random old stuff that makes surviving antiques valuable, so by disposing of it, I enhance the value of somebody else's better-cared-for machine. Help me out here -- I need to make sure I get rid of this thing before I relent and stick it up in the attic.
Back in the mid '80s, I got my first personal computer and never seriously looked back. Ah, the days of dot-matrix and daisy-wheel! But I kept the typewriter -- partly because I tend to keep everything, and partly because there might be occasions when it would be convenient for filling out forms or the like.
That's why I dragged it out again last night. I'd gotten the hard-copy version of Nolo Press's "Deeds for California Real Estate" and was debating the merits of filling in the forms with very neat printing, springing for the electronic version as well, or pulling out the typewriter. The typewriter was tucked in a corner of the guest bedroom ... which makes it a minor miracle that it could be retrieved at all under current circumstances. When I opened up the case, flakes of rust detached themselves from the hinges of the box. (I believe this dates to the Time of the Roof Leak about a decade ago.) It looked possible that I could find a bit of ribbon that still had sufficient functional ink on it, but alas the block of right-hand-most keys in the array refused to budge from their places. And I cannot manage without "p"s.
Back I went on-line and located several sites with electronic copies of the relevant forms -- not quite exactly the same as the Nolo Press versions, but still adequate for the purpose. The typewriter, I suspect, is junk. Part of me says, "Hey, with a bit of work and cleaning up I could get it back in action again ... and by now it may be a real antique." Another part of me says, "If you haven't actually used it in the last 20 years, it isn't worth the admittedly minimal storage space." And the last part of me says, "Divest! Divest of unnecessary stuff!" There's no real emotional attachment -- I didn't write the great American novel on this thing and it wasn't handed down from an ancestor. Besides which, it's the attrition of random old stuff that makes surviving antiques valuable, so by disposing of it, I enhance the value of somebody else's better-cared-for machine. Help me out here -- I need to make sure I get rid of this thing before I relent and stick it up in the attic.
Ancient Typewriter
Date: 2006-01-05 04:34 pm (UTC)JIMR