“AMERICA has told Britain that it can ‘kidnap’ British citizens if they are wanted for crimes in the United States.” Methinks this sets a dangerous precedent. I’m sure if, say, Iran decided that some random US citizen was guilty of some crime, and even as much as tried to kidnap them to bring them to Iran for trial, we’d nuke Tehran to kingdom come faster than you can imagine.
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From a Wired News article summary: “A hospital in Providence, Rhode Island, is fined and reprimanded following the third case this year in which brain surgery was performed on the wrong side of a patient’s head.” (Hospital Makes 3rd Brain Surgery Mistake) Wow. Just plain wow.
I dropped by Walgreen’s tonight to refresh my supply of Goody’s Powders, which I use to ward of my all-too-frequent sinus headaches. It seems that now that stuff has to be locked up as well, like the cold meds. In another two years (give or take a few) I guess drug stores will be more like the old-time auto parts stores where you had to belly up to the counter and ask for whatever you wanted. Funny thing is that the dude that opened up the whatchamacallit with them inside seemed at least as annoyed by the whole situation as I was …
At McDonald’s (which is one of my offices-away-from-the-office for those times when I’ve been around the house so much it’s driving me batty) they now offer iced coffee. There are two sizes: medium and large.
How can you have a “medium” without having a small? If something comes in two sizes, isn’t the one that isn’t the larger automatically the small size?
I know from personal experience this is confusing to McDonald’s customers. I used to work there when I was in high school, and the average person buying a Big Mac meal wasn’t the brightest bulb. People expect that if there is a medium and a large, they can also order a small. Trying to explain a situation where that isn’t the case to them is like trying to teach your cat to fetch the paper.
Back then, we did the same thing with shakes … we had a medium and a large, but no small. Actually, it was worse, because the “medium” shake came in the same cup as a “small” drink, and the “large” was in a “medium” cup. You never could tell if the person who just ordered a “medium” shake wanted their shake in a “medium” drink cup, or they wanted the one that really was called “medium” on the menu … and if you tried to guess, you invariably would get it wrong. Trying to explain the situation only made it worse.
Me:”Do you want a shake this size?” (while holding up a small drink cup)
Customer: “No, I want a medium, not a small.”
Me: “That is a medium shake. We don’t have a small, and our medium shake is in the small drink cup.”
[pregnant pause]
Customer: “Huh?”
If we didn’t get them on the shake question, there always were the fries, which came in small, large, and “super size” … which were the re-named small, medium, and large.
One thing is for sure … the marketing folks at McDonald’s have never spent an hour of their life behind a register at their local franchise.
Deep down, I know that somewhere there is a little old lady with a demonic grin, giggling and cackling madly as she designs children’s clothes. “Oooh, let’s put snaps on this shirt … and on the back!!!” she says to herself as she emits a maniacal laugh. “Oh my … and imagine the fun they’ll have trying to get all of these snapped while the child is thrashing about like a wounded squid and squealing like a stuck pig!”
Come on people … snaps or buttons on the back of a shirt for a kid? Whose bright idea was that? Obviously somebody who has never tried to hold a baby in any position that makes him/her happy while simultaneously exposing the back of the outfit so that it can be operated on with any degree of success.
Well, the Amazon shipping estimate said Jan. 2, but Getting Things Done: The Art of Stress Free Productivity is here already … a few days early. That means I can get started reading it this weekend. On the negative side, on the way out to the mailbox I noticed that most of my neighbors had their recycling out, and suddenly realized that it’s Friday, not Thursday … I’ve been off a day all week. I’m guessing I must have assumed Christmas was on a Sunday or something. This means I have one less day than I thought to get last minute business things done. Rats!
An alert reader (thanks, GUTTERbOY) sent me a link to a story wherein one of the dumber citizens of my home state (a blood relative of Mike Nifong, no doubt) became so upset about the fact that somebody sold her some ‘bad crack’ that she alerted a nearby sheriff’s deputy.
She pulled an alleged crack rock out of her mouth and placed it on the deputy’s car for inspection, the Palatka Daily News reported for Tuesday editions. The deputy told Reaves that she would be arrested if the crack tested positive for cocaine.Smart. Very smart. (Apologies to Magnavox!)
Read More: Woman Tells Cop She Bought ‘Bad Crack’
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Just when I thought Ford was going somewhere with their uber-cool new Mustang … they (apparently) decide to make a four-door version and a wagon? Huh?
“To a Mustang purist, this is blasphemy,” said Bob Gritzinger, AutoWeek’s senior editor for news.No kidding. I’m not even a Mustang purist, and I’m agreeing with him.
I’m looking for Lamborghini to introduce a Gallardo Spyder minivan next.
Please be an April Fool’s joke. Please.
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Yes, I don’t normally post computer stuff here, but this is way to funny to not post something about. I found it on TheDailyWTF, a site that chronicles dumb stuff that happens in the IT world. It’s generally the kind of stuff we geeks laugh at while non-geeks scratch their head and say “What in the name of former North Carolina Governor James Baxter Hunt are they talking about?”
Anyway, this particular story features this wonderful bit of prose:The pig go. Go is to the fountain. The pig put foot. Grunt. Foot in what? ketchup. The dove fly. Fly is in sky. The dove drop something. The something on the pig. The pig disgusting. The pig rattle. Rattle with dove. The dove angry. The pig leave. The dove produce. Produce is chicken wing. With wing bark. No Quack.Sounds like something I would have written after taking Benadryl.
Read More: No, We Need a Neural Network
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My friend Brian and I went to the NC Museum of History today. I snapped this photo of one of the exhibits.
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