Business Opportunities Missed

1. I did a local meme and checked out the new downtown grocery store. While I was pretty impressed with various lunch options, I think they missed another money-making opportunity. They could sell tickets to observe sushi-eating douchebags in their natural habitat, conveniently located right in the middle of the store. Couple of couches and some pop-corn is all that’s needed for douchebag-watching which provides countless hours of entertainment while the home-grown sushi connoisseurs are getting mercury poisoning in real time.

2. This one is more of an RFP. I would like to have a device such as when I yell at other drivers they can actually hear me. I feel like I have a lot of valuable information to share, some great zingers and one-liners, as well as timely observations about their driving, and it’s not fair that all this just bounces off my windshield. This has a potential to become a valuable tool which will revolutionize on-the-road communications and help other idiots with their driving.

Old Photos: Enos “Country” Slaughter

Hall of Famer Enos “Country” Slaughter played for Kansas City Athletics in 1955-1956.

© Time Inc.Francis Miller

© Time Inc.Francis Miller

© Time Inc.Francis Miller

© Time Inc.Francis Miller

© Time Inc.Francis Miller

© Time Inc.Francis Miller

© Time Inc.Francis Miller

© Time Inc.Francis Miller

There is a video about this car, not sure why people don’t allow embedding.

More photos.

Old Photos: A Geographical Conundrum

There will probably always be people who while visiting Kansas City, MO mistakenly think they are actually in Kansas. While it’s a legit complaint, it seems to annoy mostly the locals, especially the ones on the East side of the State Line. There is even a handy website to clear up the confusion.

The latest victims of the confusing geography came from Australia, but who can blame them when even prominent American publications like the Life Magazine were not immune to making the same mistake.

©Time Inc. ©Life. Photo published on February 3,1958.

Nuff Said

Somewhere between Gardner and Edgerton:

Driving Missouri: Nevada

Nevada, MO has everything I am looking for in a small town – liveliness, old buildings, murals and a county courthouse. In accordance with a Missouri State custom, Nevada is not pronounced the way it’s spelled; addressing it as anything but Ne-vay-duh  will expose you as an outsider.

We made a stop in Nevada on the way to Bentonville, AR, because we were getting bored on a long stretch of the newly-minted I-49. The only entertainment on the previous 80 or so miles was provided by a trailer home flying a banner with a picture of an automatic rifle and the words “Come and get it!”. Ain’t nobody got time for that!