(I would simply post the link, but as we’ve recently discovered, people are too busy to click links around here).
Category: Misc
The tail end
Long before Paris Hilton started dressing her Chihuahua, long before anyone ever dreamed about putting a small dog in a baby stroller … there was a place in Sacramento where you could buy a leather biker jacket for your dog, and much, much more. East Sacramento’s Reigning Cats and Dogs (56th and H) has been open for something in the neighborhood of 20 years, and in that time has become a favorite among area pet-lovers. Where else could you get a kitty tree-topper for Christmas? A bereavement card for a pet-lover? That perfect set of cat or dog earings or cufflinks?
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Here’s the story..
The housing market may be in a downturn, but at least a local realtor has a good sense of humor and nostalgia. Had I the income, I would buy this house solely for the Brady Bunch reference in the description and autographed photo of Barry Williams presented with shots of the house.
Keep your smote out of my taco
Back in February I wrote about a vending machine at Taco Bell that was selling body tattoos and imitation gold jewelry. Well, I’m happy to report, those questionable items are no more! Did the bouncy ball make a triumphant comeback, you ask? Alas, we can only hope. No, for 25 cents these days you can own your very own power stone. Sounds innocent enough, right? Well, as you can see by the accompanied documentation, that’s open for debate.
The Web site is ooogy. Like myspace.com ooogy. Anyone have any clue what’s going on here? It could be some sort of Dungeons & Dragons thing, but I have my doubts.
“Frater, you open this gate straight away or I swear on Sacristy’s knee I will smote it asunder!” “Settle down you blustering bully. It is the middle of the night, you will surely wake the castle,” Frater hushed as he struggled to raise the heavy gate, “and you will not smote Garth Spandrel for Cinquefoil would have your hide.”
Uh, uh, ok. I think I’ll take my chances with the grills…
Another way to not get off your butt
Northern California’s Peet’s Coffee has introduced a new way to buy someone a cup of coffee, called eCups. Much like an e-card, you can log in and send someone a voucher for a coffee at Peet’s through e-mail. Congrats, Peets, you have just one-upped the ‘bucks.
And, it certainly makes living life out of your cubicle that much easier.
How high-tech is the Big Tomato?
In a front-page article this morning on Arnold Schwarzenegger’s re-election campaign — and fast-changing political views — the Wall Street Journal referred to “the technology-obsessed streets of Sacramento.” (Article here, but subsciption required, alas.)
The phrase really stopped me. Does the WSJ have us confused with San Jose? Granted, we’re likely higher on the high-tech scale than a lot of places, but aside from having Intel and H-P in the ‘burbs and wi-fi on the Capitol Mall, I can’t say I’d describe us as “technology obsessed.” Not like Orlando, where every place you open your laptop you have a wi-fi connection (or so it seemed to me).
Am I wrong here? Are we really the high-tech paradise the WSJ seems to think we are?
That definitely did not suck
Unfortunately, I’m talking about the vacuum cleaner I just used at the gas station.
I’m slightly OCD about the cleanliness of the inside of my vehicle. Since I go off-road for work and recreation on a regular basis, it’s not economical to get the Jeep professionally cleaned any time it gets grubby, so I resort to using the vacuums at gas stations and do-it-yourself car washes.
Here’s a quick list of some good & bad car washes and vacuums:
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Bet there’s a good story behind this
Seen on the westbound side of Arden Way, near Mission, a hand-lettered sign stapled to a power pole:
Night Manager
Ron [Somebody]
Home Wrecker
Hmmmmm. Trouble in the Garden of the Gods?
“Three’s a crowd” to the rescue
The feeder line embraced
at Peet’s Coffee on 19th Street
A recent Associate Press poll found that most Americans are in a hurry and lose their cool in a hurry when waiting in line or on hold.
Almost one in four in the AP-Ipsos poll picked the grocery checkout as the line where their patience is most likely to melt like the ice cream turning to goo in their cart.
Hmmm, doesn’t that mean that almost three in four didn’t pick the grocery checkout? At any rate, I have to agree that a grocery store line does seem to irritate me faster than other lines around town.
“We walk in the door with the clock ticking with various degrees of loudness in our heads. And if I get to the checkout and if I have the perception it’s not working efficiently, often that clock gets even louder.”
A line not working efficiently you say? If only there was a way to make a line work more efficiently.
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Red state, blue state
Ms. Paws is on book deadline, and so not much allowed out of the house. But … she did allow herself a trip to the Whole Foods, to stock up on healthy eating during the final deadline push.
Is there any place in town where the reds and the blues mix so easilly as at Whole Foods? Just look at the parking lot. Shiny earth-fuckers with their Bush-Cheney stickers still proudly displayed, parked right next to battered old Subaru wagons with 20 year’s worth of tree-hugger bumper-stickers plastered over every inch of rear space. Everyone seems to “support our troops” but the way to do that seems to differ. You can see those yellow ribbons next to a “somewhere in Texas a village is missing its idiot” sticker or a “these colors don’t run” one.
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The Sac Rag 