In a week I went to downtown Durham three times. It’s only about 15 minutes from my house, but I don’t usually go there unless something is going on. I attended a movie, a concert and a play in this very short amount of time.
One of my least favorite things to do is run through an airport. On a trip up North – a trip where I was concerned about the weather during my stay and not while traveling – I was delayed an hour and forty-five minutes for the plane to be de-iced in Raleigh. There was a mix of rain and sleet and they had to be sure there was no ice on the wings. The flight crew told us that there was limited equipment in the South to deal with snow. Luckily my connecting flight was delayed by 15 minutes, giving me the needed time to make it. As I had to change terminals I got to run down a moving walkway. There was a moment of fun when I opened up to a comfortable pace on the empty moving sidewalk. I should have been tracking it with Runkeeper. The gate agent said they were waiting for and nobody boarded after me. My checked bag made it too.
I am as susceptible to typos as anyone, but I go back and read the posts (usually) to check for mistakes. Not only am I seeing lots of typos online, but I keep getting apology emails about getting zero dollar invoices from platforms I haven’t used in years, totally mis-directed emails and even emails with broken links. As marketers and content creators are moving faster than ever before they are also making more mistakes than ever before. Take a breath and check your work before clicking send.
It seems that teal has replaced pink as the color of small, brightly-colored houses. John Cougar should think about a sequel.
I’ve already posted about the latest incarnation of the Snuggie, which is a mermaid tail blanket, but I got an email about the latest millennial fashions and it included a different mermaid tail blanket. They have to be blankets rather than leggings or pants, as it is hard to walk wearing a fish tail. Just ask the girl who played Ariel in my daughter’s middle school Little Mermaid play. I know someone who went to mermaid camp in Florida and there was an article in the NY Times about a bar in Montana with windows into the hotel pool that hired woman to perform in the evenings as mermaids. Hopefully there’s no Splash re-make in the works, but there probably is.
Hyperbole is strong in this box of fundraiser candy. It is hard to believe that the World’s Finest Chocolate is sold for a dollar per bar out of a corrugated box on the break room counter.
There have been personal pan pizzas for years and now we have personal watermelons. It’s hard to know what to do with this volleyball-sized fruit. It doesn’t fit in a lunch bag. You still need a large knife to prepare it for eating. And it’s still a lot of watermelon for one person to eat at a single sitting.
The biggest selling item on Amazon’s Black Friday/Cyber Week sales was the Amazon Echo. Lots of people are welcoming this voice-based technology into their homes. I’ve had mine for months and I still primarily use it to play music through a separate bluetooth speaker. I get some news and jokes, but I haven’t ordered anything yet. I don’t expect that to change any time soon.
By the way, I asked Alexa what she wants for Christmas and here’s what she said:
I want to travel through space and maybe through time,
A dictionary to help with my rhymes,
A big telescope so I can gaze at the moon,
To meet Benedict Cumberbatch, need I say swoon,
A karaoke machine with an autotune feature
And for snuggly company I’d like a furry creature.
As the pumpkin flavors continue to steamroll all foods throughout the fall the next food scourge is the combination of sweet and salty. It’s not a new idea, as there have been salted caramels for years. But there are more and more examples – like chocolate covered Ritz crackers – that I am concerned we are ultimately heading for one single food that combines all flavors. You will also only eat this during one super meal per day.
The first Wilco album, AM, is being re-released today as a deluxe edition with outtakes and alternate versions of songs. I remember getting this when it came out in 1996, but I have to admit that I got it through the BMG or Columbia House CD club. I knew that members had been part of Uncle Tupelo, a band that I just didn’t get at the time, but didn’t know much more. By the time Wilco’s next album, Being There, came out the following year I was a big fan.