A RIDE, A SNACK...

...The Boarder walks down the hall, intoning "tactactac." 'Cos I'm typeblogging!Fresh Peaches! (Now if only I could figure out how to make the displayed text image larger).
"Folded" and "unfolded" pix:


A modern cartridge pen and a futuristic Western Electric 300-series desk telephone (direct dial, no less) in the background -- I just can't imagine why people call me old-fashioned!