Thrill to a new purchase

I’ve been waiting for days to get a delivery from Amazon.  What I bought isn’t something that most people would find exciting, but it just thrills me:  Disposable Fountain Pens.  I was so thrilled, I even wrote an advertisement.  (Pardon the lousy writing.  I have a pinched nerve and it definitely affects my motor control):

Pilot fountain pens

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  • http://furtheradventuresofindigored.blogspot.com/ Indigo Red

    I like this deal for Disposable Fountain Pens on the Amazon page: 24 new from $9.11 and 2 used from $11.10
     
    Such a deal! 

  • jj

    I write formally, on those increasingly rare occasions when I write formally, (the elderly relatives are getting slim on the ground – though the number of people who regard me as an elderly relative seems to be increasing), with a 1946 Esterbrook pen – which I have to say has never yet leaked a drop.  I did once have to replace the interior “suck-up-the-ink” pump, (I know that’s not what it’s called, but I have no idea of the proper name for the mechanism), which the guy told me I could avoid ever needing to do again by simply using the pen a time or two a month.  If it sits, it breaks: use it.  So I do.
     
    It’s the pen with which I learned to write – somehow or other in first-through-fifth grades everybody had fountain pens in my class, in my school – and it’ll effortlessly outlive me.  I’ll be leaking long before it ever does.    

  • Danny Lemieux

    Nice cursive handwriting. It’s a disappearing art form.
    My way-smarter than me spouse assures me that within 5 years we will see even key boards disappearing, as computer technology segues us into voice recognition.
    I will hold onto my writing skills, though, as I am a person who believes that computers are making us stupid as a society, even if we can’t live without them anymore.

  • 11B40

    Greetings:
    Back in my Catholic grammar school daze, fountain pens were de rigeur.  These were the style with the internal bladder and the little lever for filling or emptying. For some reason or other we were required to use only blue ink which matched well with our uniform’s blue trousers when it leaked into your white shirt’s pocket. (One of life’s pleasures that our progeny will probably be deprived of is coming home to Mom with a Rohrschachian shirt pocket.) Also back then, our species had not (d)evolved past the Palmer method cursive writing capability.
    Our neighbors in the local public schools, on the other hand, were permitted to use those new-fangled ball point pens probably as a result of the Save Your Shirt Pockets movement. This caused me a bit of dissonance as their desks all had holes for their ink bottles while ours did not.
    A bit of relief came along with the ink cartridge fountain pens which pretty much put the kibosh on the joys of filling your pen or inking your shirt. 
    These days, I enjoy the use of PIlot’s Precise V7 Rolling Ball pens which provide a nice ink flow onto paper and fountain pen-like feel. You can even smudge the freshly applied ink if you move somewhat quickly. I haven’t managed to get one to leak into my shirt pocket, but I have been able to do it into my jeans’ back pockets twice. And there is now a chemical substance that will actually remove a good bit of the ink stain. And, as my way of striking back against the patriarchal oppression of the Catholic Church, which has be so recently re-affirmed, and as a tribute to my years of serfdom in the printing fief, I now use only the blackest of inks.
     

  • Ron19

    For all us kindle/e-reader lovers, this could be the next thrilling purchase:
     
    http://vimeo.com/61275290