The Author Must Be Educated, Or At Least Informed

So, I'm learning a bunch of stuff this morning and I guess if you want to write about pulp, you have to research it until it is coming out of your ears. Or least I hope that is "pulp" that is coming out of my ears and not some other gray matter (iffff, I only had a brain).

For instance, what appliances were used in the 1930's and how much homes cost, as well as those in the following decade. Conversely, if you don't type in the right search words, you get entirely too much information about how much houses made back in the 1930's, cost now in Santa Monica.

I'm learning about the Southern Californian thoroughbred race tracks and it seemed to be the premiere investment back then, for movie stars and studio heads. See, even back in the day, they knew something like Planet Hollywood would never catch on.

I'm also learning about the price of food back then, a subject that fascinated me as a child and intrigues Procrastinator Junior, as well. If you think about it, it is one the most tangible ways to measure an era in terms of what it cost to survive back then. Not to mention when you hear about steaks going for a few dollars back then, when you can't find a non-fast food joint that will sell you hamburgers at that price, now, blows kid's minds.

I'm learning far more than I want to about tatting, but it will provide a crucial detail from a visual and kinetic standpoint. Sometimes the "too much information" moniker doesn't always apply to things that are gory or scatological in nature.