Jonathan Springston

Writer/Editor.

[TONY @TonyMichaelX]

“I don’t want a digital download code. I want a physical disk.”

[Jonathan Springston @JMSpringston]

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[CBS Sunday Morning 🌞 @CBSSunday]

Route 66, the "Mother Road" stretching from Chicago to Los Angeles, was also a place for drivers to "get their kicks." Though long bypassed by interstates, the historic highway, home of scenic vistas and roadside curiosities, continues to attract travelers searching for an America of yesterday. Correspondent Lee Cowan takes a drive along Route 66, which is now marking its centennial.

[CBS Sunday Morning 🌞 @CBSSunday]

The transcontinental railroad changed just about everything in America: transportation, communications, commerce, cities, politics, even our perception of time. Correspondent David Pogue visits Steamtown National Historic Site, in Scranton, Pa., home to Big Boy, the biggest functioning steam train in the world, to learn how trains helped define an expansive America.

[The Ways of A Gentleman @Gentleman_Ways]

How your email finds me…

[ol’ stocky ⛳️ @oldstocky]

It’s Friday, we open bottles not emails

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“A dying culture invariably exhibits personal rudeness. Bad manners. Lack of consideration for others in minor matters. A loss of politeness, of gentle manners, is more significant than is a riot.”

-Robert A. Heinlein

[Halle Gilbert @hallegilb]

My love language is cocktail napkin. 1940s-50s.

[Jonathan Springston @JMSpringston]

@GrowingUpRetro “Dad, this is not the car you ordered.” “Quiet down, Russ. Ed, this … is not the car I ordered.”

[Mad Men Quotes @MadMenQts]

Summer at last ☀️ 🌽

[Super 70s Sports @Super70sSports]

These tasty fuckers better be served at 898 degrees Fahrenheit so that every Millennial and Gen Z person burns their lips, tongue, and mouth roof so bad they can understand what the 70s and 80s were like.

[Jim Koenigsberger @Jimfrombaseball]

"I wasn't the best hitter, Ted Williams was.
I wasn't the best fielder, Roberto Clemente was.
I wasn't the best base stealer, Maury Wills was.
But I was among the best in everything."
Willie Mays leaving Candlestick in his pink Chrysler Imperial, 1971.
I love the license plate!

[Jonathan Springston @JMSpringston]

AJC gift link: https://t.co/spBLQxn5ID

[Jonathan Springston @JMSpringston]

I’m not an avid soccer follower, but I’m excited about the first World Cup match in Atlanta. Just in time, this item arrived today by Post bundled with my regular Atlanta Magazine subscription. Congratulations to everyone who put in years of hard work to make this happen!

[Lemón 🍋 @cigarettesummer]

Average sunday for a sensitive young man

[NOBUNAGA🇯🇵🏯_夏樹蒼依 @japan_nobunaga]

USA. A Mexican restaurant. We had not yet ordered anything, and the food was already arriving.

Chips. Salsa. Unrequested. Free.

I stopped the waiter. "We have not earned these."

"They just come with the table, man."

They come with the TABLE. In my land, hospitality is a debt. Every gift creates an obligation, weighed carefully, returned in the proper season with interest of feeling. Here, the gift arrives before you have even proven you can pay for dinner.

This is not an appetizer. This is a declaration: we trust you. Eat.

I ate with the gravity the moment deserved. And then — I must report this calmly — the basket emptied, and a new one appeared.

"Did we…?"

"Refill," the waiter said. "It's bottomless."

Bottomless. They have wells of salsa. The supply lines of this nation are beyond anything my ancestors imagined.

My friend warned me. "Don't fill up on chips, dude."

Too late. I had accepted three baskets. Honor demanded each one be finished — an unfinished gift is an insult. By the time my actual food arrived, I was a ruined man.

I was not hungry. I was not comfortable. I had been defeated by a courtesy.

Generosity that arrives before the request cannot be repaid. It can only be survived.

I know the rule now. I have made my peace with the basket. One basket. Two at the most.

Who am I deceiving. There is no number of baskets I would refuse. The trust of a nation is in that salsa, and I intend to honor all of it.

[Sci-Fi Archives @SciFiArchives]

Mission control at Cape Canaveral during Project Gemini (1964)