Foolscap. You get the idea. In this photo it's short, but it's blank. You can still doodle between the lines on it.
Or make lists..long lists.....of your valuable
|It might be cut short, but it's Genuine Foolscap.|
In times past, civilization and society itself was expressed on foolscap with lines.....the symbol of order. Remember?
Crooked lawyers practicing evil lawyer's tricks
Addendum: ListsLists: Handy things for recording erratic handwriting of scribblers, scared-stiff
Lists. Do you like making lists? You have to admit, making lists of junk and foolscap go together.
Junk. We have junk. Do you? List it carefully. And legibly.Look around you. Remember that stuff when you bought it? Most of it was good, usable, and it was...well...just like new. Now it needs to go on the list.
Addendum: Technology Changed on UsIt may be a surprise, but there were no computer screens in the dark ages, no wired mice. There were not even electronic notepads, or smurf-sized yellow sticky-notes. We used foolscap.
Not now. We're modernized. Our computer screens are unlined to ensure it is not overly-organized, since it, too, in many ways, is designed to collect scraps and bits and pieces. Line up the icons if you wish, but it's hardly necessary.
Addendum: Broken writingSome written pieces really are helpless misfits with broken parts; those rebellious, weird pieces and kaflooie do not fit anywhere. Genre issues, unedited procrastination, the flaky rust of the writer's mind. We write those on foolscap.Find a weird, rebellious place to plunk miss-written kabobs and leaky word structures. Real dust-collectors they are, ruinous contributors to hard drive hoards and yes,file-filler-uppers.
Addendum: What to do with it allEverybody has some, -- big cardboard boxes full of boxes, stuffed closets, heaps of boxes under the stairs, a stuffed nook, or that closed, unruly and musty room that no visitor suffers permission to enter. Don't look under the bed. Hallways magically get smaller as
Again, what to do with it all? Something like those big boxes of unusable
Addendum: More StuffRegardless of shape or content, 'heaps' smell like germs, old paper and acrid old floor wax.
A veritable dump bin for beloved antique table legs and other assorted projected wood bits, antique parts, arrow-straight solid oak expander-boards for tables long gone, or bags of woolen winter clothing, sleeping bags, old skis, patches and button-collections.
Maybe you just have a high shelf reserved for old albums, faintly-perfumed, ancient love letters and slightly doggy-eared books too. Everybody needs one of those. No matter. We 'collect' stuff. It's in our nature.
Addendum: Exterior, out and about StuffOut in the yard behind the shed a couple or six old bicycles dangle, boasting of past treks --and a few extra bike wheels and frames hang around as spares under the eaves on plastic-coated hooks driven deeply into the wall. There's more than one old, rusty tool box out in the garage, on the shelf by the door with the broken hinge. Old chain saw files, and broken but rusty, still pretty-good drill-bits await sharpening and reconstitution.
Buckets of hammer heads and old axes rust like the adjacent pails of used spikes and chain pieces until a shiny new just-right handle comes along. If ever. Other incorrigible and unusable tools go into old wood boxes,--things that are just too good to throw away. We might need them some day. Make something out of them.
Sometimes life's bits and pieces are just too good to discard too, like good old sets if pots and pans inherited from the mail lady. Just because you pulled her car out of the ditch yet. In the rain. And it pulled the bumper off of your car.
Add them all, every one, to the lists of broken paragraphs, mosquito bites, and smart-ass formidables because they're not get-riddables.
Such is Foolscap Unlined --a place for written bits and pieces. Does stuff written get to be a collection of rust and dust, too? What is written dust? Is it a source of inspiration, a hidden resource for the future?
We'll see. Will it be mined, or restored to it's former glory? That's another addendum.
After all, what's an addendum to another addendum that's already got an addendum or four more, or thirty-seventy gazillion more attached to it anyway?
Addendum: Add something?Would you like to add an addendum? Anyone that adds an addendum to the Addendum Project will have byline attribution. Just add it as a comment and if it's a mind-bending addendum I'll transfer it for you.----Unless you would rather just write it on foolscap and tuck it into a pile or stuff it into that box in the closet at home.
Is that incoming I hear?