That's Bullshit!

So stumblupon the Sonja Rainbow, where "each visitor gets a personal color and becomes part of the Sonja rainbow" and "there are currently 24850 rays of light". Here is my "personal color":

Pre-St.-Patrick's-Day Thoughts

First, why does this website dedicated to St. Patrick's Day (and the first hit on Google when you search for "st patrick's day") not have what day the holiday is on it's home page?

Second - the metaphysical phrase "plane of existence"... if you don't go out and have adventures, are you living on a "plain of existence"? Deep, no? ;)

Why Did This Make Me Chuckle?

I am sending this from the liquor store next door playing the christian channel...

Chocolate Mice

Wrong on so many levels

No Motor Here

Foreign Policy

Per my wise friend:

There's always heathens somewhere that need eradicatin'

Technical Difficulties

For some reason my posts were failing. And yes, I was too lazy to manually put them through. Email picture to computer, manual upload... you know, it doesn't sound like a lot of work if I start listing it out. Oh, just be glad I'm filling in the gaps.

The Downfall of Bar Music

This is a jukebox. Stylish design - nice. Touch screen - informative. Coin slot - old but useful. Dollar slot - a sign of inflationary times. A credit card reader... wait, what?! Oh dear god!

I took this picture as a "sign of the times" piece, but then it slowly sunk in... this is a cautionary tale about technology momentum. This is where natural trends in technology are applied to new fields and not truly scrutinized in the new system. A credit-card reader is a natural progression for convenience with rising jukebox prices (the companies can't get their tunes off Napster anymore I guess) and decreasing numbers of customers carrying cash. But what does this mean in practice? That drunk people will have near limitless easy buying power to line up the entire soundtrack to their high school years in the 80's, holding the whole bar subject for hours. "OMG, Up Where We Belong - I love that song!"

Now I've never seen this machine in operation, so perhaps it is much better than I thought. Perhaps they brought economic lessons learned at EBay and utilized them. Perhaps you can bid on time slots. Did some biker-jacket-wielding baseball-cap-head just use his Hooters credit card to buy 15 back to back Billy Yates songs? Well, let the bidding begin.

Maybe you offer a max of $3 for the next song slot so you can interject a sanity relieving track from Malevolent Creation. Unless hat-boy ups his 75 cent bid to best your 80 cents, he will be treated to "Supremacy Through Annihilation" instead of "Daddy Had A Cardiac and Mama's Got A Cadillac". I can see this kind of bidding leading to some fights and massive profit for the jukebox machine. But how violent could it get compared to subjecting drunk people to the entire discography of Michael Bolton?

P.S. Luv ya, Billy Yates... and BTW, Malevolent Creation is a hard-core death metal band which is part of a sub-genre known as "Florida death metal". People, I am not making this shit up. The started in Buffalo though. Thank you again, Wikipedia.

Florida death metal is more rigid and percussive than the Swedish variant, more precise, refined and traditional.

Indiana Jones Candle

This is a hundred-hour bee's wax candle from Candtec. Just marvel. It boldly straddles the line between "nice solution" and "WTF"... All I'm saying is that it wouldn't last 100 minutes around a kid with a penchant for licorice.

Why Cats Are Funny 2

Cat ability #29 - the capability to cram themselves into small places. This of course led to a mummified cat in an Irish pipe organ, but that's beside the point. Really, do you want me to post that picture?

A Brilliant Toast!

I love this bar, but the bartenders get a little too caught up in presentation to focus on service.

PB and What?

211160960015118A BEST BY OCT062007

Hey, I have one of those! I feel so lucky. Brings new meaning to "Best By".

Snow, and Following Directions

ANGLE SNOWPLOW AWAY FROM BUILDING

Yep, that sign is about 6 feet above the ground. I have to say, this is the kind of classic picture I strive for.