Simanaitis Says

On cars, old, new and future; science & technology; vintage airplanes, computer flight simulation of them; Sherlockiana; our English language; travel; and other stuff


WHAT WITH SHELTERING-IN, I have engaged in serendipitous sorting. I was actually looking for something I never did find, but was delighted by what I did stumble on. Here are several of these artifacts.

Entertainment Memorabilia. I discovered a pair of ticket stubs for the 2017-2018 U.S. tour of Andrew Lloyd Webber’s Love Never Dies.

An entertaining sequel, but why save the stubs? Had they been for Starlight Express or The Phantom of the Opera, I could understand. Jointly and severally, Wife Dottie and I had enjoyed these two musicals in England and in California, together and with others.

On the other hand, here’s a 1941 flick yet unviewed, as described in a postcard picked up for one reason or another. If we really wanted to watch City of Missing Girls, we could: See IMDb.

My Swedish Air Force Patch. SimanaitisSays has already recounted my adventure with a Swedish Air Force Saab Viggen fighter and the 1984 Saab 900 Turbo 16 EV-1.

Uncovering this emblem brought back memory of the Viggen’s super-low-level passes redolent with blasts of heat and fumes of jet fuel.

On English History. English pal David Roberts once attempted to teach me monarchial history with this poem, one he had committed to memory, no doubt under duress, during his public school years.

In David Robert’s hand.

I Miss Auto Shows. Even before Covid-19, the importance of international auto shows was on the wane. Apparently, thumb drives now provide copious details for journalists; websites give prospective buyers everything but the tire kicking.

“One of the most visually innovative cars debuting at the October 1937 Show was Amos Northrup’s ‘Sharknose’ Graham. Its forward leaning grille (on which the model is standing) and fenders gave the inspiration of speed even when the car was standing still. (The Associated Press.)”

I wasn’t around for the 1937 New York Auto Show, but I sure would have liked it.

My Bolinas Correspondence. Bolinas, California, a coastal town about 30 miles northwest of San Francisco, has been renowned for years as a purposely isolated conclave of gentle hippie types. Recently, Bolinas made Covid-19 news for its successful volunteer effort testing all of its residents (none of whom was found infected).

Years ago we visited Bolinas on an R&T comparison test, and I celebrated by buying T-shirts at the Bolinas Surf Shop. Uncovered in my recent sorting was the following correspondence.

Buzz and me, evidently kindred spirits.

Thanks, Buzz. I still enjoy the T-shirts.

Japanese/English Poetry. I remember buying something at a Japanese motorbike shop primarily to come home with this bag’s wonderful poetry.

“That time a wind went through breast. The right of way is mine.”

Alas, they didn’t have XXL T-shirts. ds

© Dennis Simanaitis,, 2020


  1. rulesoflogic
    June 7, 2020

    I would like to enjoy some serendipity for a change. What is the word for finding crap around every corner, for constantly being poked in the eye by the stick of fate?

    • simanaitissays
      June 7, 2020

      Will Cuppy (an author I highly recommend: said, “There’s always something….” He survived with time-gobbling research and satire. I suppose he would have called it “life.”

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