New-Old Stuff

One of my favorite parts about working at JS, other than the free soda/yogurt/meals/access to childhood heroes, was their collection of WWII posters. They (supposedly) possess a first edition of each US WWII poster ever printed (!!), and these posters were hung all around the office. The ones I saw the most were hung in the game room and had ominous captions like "Somebody Talked."

If drowning soldiers were staring at you accusingly from the walls, you'd suck at ping pong too.

These reproduction WPA posters are both less forboding and wildly less expensive (from Hickoree's).

What's he doing? I can't really tell.

The only thing I love more than the idea of commercial flying is possibly New York.
This combines the best of both worlds.

Boats! And tariffs! Yeah!!

Czech playwrights are simply the coolest.
(Apparently some people consider Tom Stoppard to be one. Um, no.)