Tuesday, April 26, 2005

On the Road



Looking over some old negatives, I found this picture I took on a trip
across the country in the 1970's. I remember traveling with a guy
who thought he was a character out of a Jack Kerouac novel. Whenever
we stopped at a roadside diner, he ordered just coffee and apple pie with
ice cream, the same thing for a whole week.

'I went to sit in the bus station and think this over. I ate another apple pie and ice cream; that's practically all I ate all the way across the country, I knew it was nutritious and it was delicious, of course.'

- Jack Kerouac, On the Road

Friday, April 22, 2005

A NYC incident : 3 in 1 Oil

On Sunday night, I had flown from San Francisco to New York, so the next morning I slept late. At 10:30 A.M., I went to the local coffee shop to have breakfast. The place was almost empty at that hour. I sat down and ordered orange juice, French toast and coffee. The food came quickly and as I was eating, I realized the swinging kitchen door was making an annoying creak. I mentioned it to the waiter; he said that a handyman was coming at 11:00. I moved to another table, faraway from the kitchen door.
As I was finishing my orange juice, a middle-aged woman in a business suit came in and sat down near the offending door. She noticed the noise almost immediately and called over the waiter. He started to explain, but she cut him short and said, "Just use some 3 in 1 Oil." The waiter tried to continue, but she repeated, "3 in 1 Oil." She turned to me and said, "At least there are no noisy children here."
Then a mother with a toddler came in and sat down. The child started babbling loudly and the 3 in 1 lady said, "Good mothers don't bring uncontrollable children into a restaurant." The mother responded,”Mind your own damned business." I had just about finished my breakfast, so I decided to leave.

Sunset on Sand Key

The Weekly Puzzler



Picasso said something like good artists borrow, but great artists steal.

Can you name the victim of this theft?

Curmudgeon quote

"The plain truth is that I am not a fair man, and don't want to hear both sides"

Henry Louis Mencken

Not Karl, Groucho Marx

"Money frees you from doing things you dislike. Since I dislike doing nearly everything, money is handy."

Groucho Marx

Have you finished your taxes?

Sunday, April 17, 2005

Computer Kvetch - automated complaint letter

Do you want to write a letter of complaint, but don't have the time?
Go to this page and a letter will be generated about that particularly annoying person.
http://www.pakin.org/complaint/
Then laugh and don't send the letter.

from the site:

Scott Pakin's Automatic Complaint-Letter Generator is intended to be funny. But just in case you don't get the joke:

Disclaimer:
I am not responsible for the use or abuse of the automatic complaint-letter generator. I am not liable to you or anyone else for damages, including any general, special, incidental, or consequential damages arising out of the use of the program. Use at your own risk.

The fact that I have to include the above text is a sad comment on our society.


Nature, parking lot and small shadow.

From my trip to Asheville last summer. . . Who says North Carolina is not hip?

Can you figure out what's going on here?

Wednesday, April 13, 2005

Not Groucho, Karl

From Money Chimp site:


"Have you read The Communist Manifesto or Das Kapital? You should consider reading at least a condensed version of these works, because they might actually make you a better stock investor. (Not what K.M. had in mind, but a legacy's a legacy.)"


http://www.moneychimp.com/features/marx.htm

Random Incidents

I was having breakfast on Clearwater Beach. I knew the waiter was from New York City and asked him, "Do you ever miss New York?" He said, "When I wake up at three o'clock in the morning and I'm hungry for Indian food, then I miss New York."

Sunday, April 10, 2005

Skimmers

Migratory birds that locals call skimmers have
markings that look like stylish orange and black hats.
When the birds rest on the sand, they all point in the
same direction, like they have
some internal compass.
At a silent signal, they lift off together
and fish, skimming the surface with their beaks just
below the water. Then, just as suddenly, they return
to the sand, all facing in the same direction.

storm over the gulf