I want what you're hiding, hiding out of frame

[sovay]

Today's moment of public service: explaining American dollar coins to a pair of confused young Canadians in Davis Station. Their fare vending machine had cashed out their change in a mix of Susan B. Anthonys and Sacagaweas. I was able to reassure them that the coins were real legal tender, after which they were fascinated. "You have dollar coins?" I felt useful.

I love the closing image of this interview of Jan Morris whistling "Oh, How I Hate to Get Up in the Morning." I learned that song from my grandparents. I never heard a recorded version until 2005.

Co-signed by Autolycus and Hestia: "Black cat bring good luck."

Comments

[yhlee]

Ara was also surprised to learn that dollar coins were a thing. I remember with horror that the Pasadena post office I frequented would give them as change from the stamp vending machine.

Ara also advocates getting rid of pennies.

[sovay]

I remember with horror that the Pasadena post office I frequented would give them as change from the stamp vending machine.

I happen to like dollar coins, but I understand not everyone wants their pockets full of them.

(I also like half-dollar coins, ditto. I rather badly covet a three-dollar coin, which is never going to happen.)