The Moon Is a Harsh Mistress

In Heinlein’s The Moon Is a Harsh Mistress, a computer mechanic says this to a dame who’s just cracked wise: “Don’t jump salty, beautiful. Name a gift. Then speak my name. If it’s bread-and-honey, I own a hive.” I googled “jump salty,” my new favorite expression, and found references dating back to 1938 black street […]