tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4926759868384604174.post7900428364218319388..comments2024-02-26T10:52:14.585-08:00Comments on Glimpses of South Pasadena: Don Draper on Line One...Laurie Alleehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14460272282273523408noreply@blogger.comBlogger6125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4926759868384604174.post-68370249213168885552010-05-03T23:45:42.618-07:002010-05-03T23:45:42.618-07:00Farmgirl, I can't believe you figured out thes...Farmgirl, I can't believe you figured out these guys!<br /><br />Mike, it's on El Centro, west of the train station on the north side. <br /><br />Until tomorrow, gang!Laurie Alleehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14460272282273523408noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4926759868384604174.post-83310372865599253952010-05-03T16:53:15.785-07:002010-05-03T16:53:15.785-07:00Where is this place? It's right out of Austin...Where is this place? It's right out of Austin Powers. Great capture .Mikenoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4926759868384604174.post-18364884703785602822010-05-03T08:45:12.525-07:002010-05-03T08:45:12.525-07:00Actually, the real business inside of Mercury Over...Actually, the real business inside of Mercury Overseas is interesting enough. They're seafood exporters, selecting quality meats in the US and sending them back to Japan. Not sure how Mercury translates to Japanese - seems like you'd want to avoid that word when it comes to seafood. <br />http://www.hannan.co.jp/english/foreign.htmlSan Diego Farmgirlnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4926759868384604174.post-83396055874424836952010-05-03T06:50:04.220-07:002010-05-03T06:50:04.220-07:00No wonder Mr Campbell is cranky...No wonder Mr Campbell is cranky...TheChieftesshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00153059825142977202noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4926759868384604174.post-322977747012227052010-05-03T06:47:44.459-07:002010-05-03T06:47:44.459-07:00And the smell of carbon paper fills the air, as la...And the smell of carbon paper fills the air, as layers of used ones are draped in and over the trash bins.<br /><br />Myrna, the red headed typist, is worried that the doctor is going to call and say "the rabbit died," which means her boss, Mr. Campbell is going to be a daddy again.Judy Williamshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05081035351814381283noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4926759868384604174.post-56842410085769849932010-05-03T06:45:17.294-07:002010-05-03T06:45:17.294-07:00I believe that the occupants haven't discovere...I believe that the occupants haven't discovered the Selectric typewriter yet. There is a row of women typing on manual Royal typwriters. They are busy typing purchase orders for parts for the space program. They are supervisord by a cranky, bald man named Henry who impatiently paces back and forth behind the typists while smoking camel cigarettes. He wears a white, short sleeve shirt and a black tie. Mercury overseas is a supplier to NASA's fledling space program.dbdubyahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08462665006132459258noreply@blogger.com