Dude.

I am now in possession of a 106-year-old drill book for learning shorthand. Oh, who never grew out of wanting to know seekrit codes? That would be me. 8D

Along with this is a nearly equally aged book of illustrated ettiquette problems, full of pretty pictures and tiny details of the kind I absolutely adore. A sample:

( The etiquette of the tea-room and roof garden is very much like the etiquette of the restaurant and hotel dining-room.  )

The woman has hat, gloves, and cape. Don't ask me why the rest of it is so fascinating because I don't know, but women's clothing circa 1922 is really, really pretty. And graceful. And in many instances hawt. Sure, they don't get to wear pants, but their skirts are light and pretty and knee-length and everyone seems to have believed in trailing things. I really like trailing things. Fringed capes and scarves and fluttering veils and even hats with the right amount of wavy things are just lovely all over. Now if only everyone's hair weren't sculpted and then plastered down I would go for the whole style.

( Scan: improper use of a finger bowl. )

And now, for a very important message.

The end is upon us.