- Thank you for everything, Dick Clark. “So long!” RIP.
- We had a good time at our Rocket City Bloggers meeting last night. It was at The Nook, which is a place I’d bizarrely never gotten to in the five years it’s been open. I’ll be back.
- There’s nothing like reminders of advancing age. At one point last night we chatted about sweet malt beverages, aka “alcopops” or “malternatives.” I said “Remember Zima?”—to a person who was seven years old when it was released.
- Check out the hilarious times this wedding photographer has composing photographs of his daughters.
- The eighth-fastest growing industry in the United States is hot sauce. Wow. Reckon this is because it’s a good shot of excitement on the cheap?
- Pop artists turning to Satanic imagery to drum up controversy, sales, experts say. What a fresh idea! I wish someone would have thought of this earlier.
- If you siphon gasoline from a police cruiser, have your girlfriend photograph you doing so, and then post the photograph on Facebook, guess what happens? You get arrested for theft.
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The other day, I had a roll of cherry Lifesavers that I was sharing around (slowly letting my co-workers absorb the majority of the Easter candy at the house) and said, “Do you remember when we used to put cherry Lifesavers in our Zimas?” and several of the younger ones were all “in your what?” So, yeah.
Used to hang out with a guy who drank Zima. We gave him hell for it every time he ordered it. He could have ordered a wine spritzer and I wouldn’t have thought it as girly as Zima.