Bimbling

My schedule this year has really caused me to back-off from blogging. Unlike my last round of being an absentee landlord this summer, this time I actually do miss it. Sometimes I wonder if I will lose my ability to write in an entertaining manner if I continue with this “serious scholarship” stuff. I hope not—especially since I freakishly find “serious scholarship” immensely entertaining when it is done right.

I think what I miss most is bimbling. The odd thing is that as I become more focused in my research, the evidence of that research on my blog does appear to be random and aimless. That’s why I miss blogging so much this time, I guess. It’s the one part of my writing environment that doesn’t necessarily have to make sense—one can bimble instead.

There was a young Lady named Sairey
Wished a photograph (good) of the dairy,
She was told that, for views,
The best box to use
Was Anthony’s new one called “Fairy.”

She then told her friend how she guessed
That in a new lens she’d invest,
So she bought a Dallmeyer
And though it cost higher
Than poor ones she found it the best.

For dry plates she then made a dash,
But she found that so many were trash,
She believed they all lied,
Until Eastman’s she tried,
When she found them to be just the (hash)!

MORAL.
If experience from this you would gain,
The road to success was quite plain.
Come out of the woods,
Get first quality goods,
Avoiding both trouble and pain.

Anonymous limerick from Anthony’s Photographic Bulletin, vol. 16. no. 1 (January 10, 1885)

More about the Anthony Fairy.

November 4, 2005 12:18 PM