In case you missed it, like I did, Bee Assistant Managing Editor Robert Casey, head of the photo department, brought the hammer down on Heckasac for reposting a Bee photo. Kudos to Beckler for rattling the Bee’s cage.
Category: Misc
Choosing our lot in life
I think builders have been so eager to make the quick buck in our ever-expanding region that all common sense has flown out the window when designing the parking lots for new shopping centers and medical centers.
The top prize for the worst new parking lot goes to:
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Rental Advice?
Friends! Whenever my husband and I have needed to rent an apartment/house in Sacramento we’ve just driven around until we found something. So besides Craigslist I have have no idea where someone from out of town should look for rental lists. Website suggestions, fellow snarkers?
A trend to expand
Yesterday’s Bee had a feature article about how it’s becoming hip to be grammatically correct. I am most pleased, as I’m sure my grammar and spelling cop brethren on the Sac Rag are too.
My wish is that this trend expands to polishing up other realms of everyday life, most notably:
1. People should cover their mouths when they yawn. Unless you’re the MGM lion, I don’t need to see it. Look around for a couple days and you’ll see exactly what I mean. It’s gross.
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Screen time for a local product
In your enjoyment of “The 40-Year-Old Virgin,” don’t miss the conspicuous presence of a prop with a local angle. In the book collection of Steve Carrell’s Andy character are a few shelves filled with video game strategy guides from Roseville’s Prima Games. The can’t-miss red bar on the bottom of the spine shows you you’re looking at a ginuwine Prima guide, an industry standard. I think you can see them best in the scene where Catherine Keener has broken into his apartment and accused him of being a serial killer. So before you shut off the movie at that point because all of a sudden it sucks and you can’t believe how frickin long it is, take a look at the books.
Eddy does you right
Need a good haircut? Have a giant unweildy pompadour that is beyond the powers of the folks at Supercuts? Enjoy swingin to that crazy beat, Daddy-o?* Then you belong at Eddy’s Deluxe, a 4 year old East Sac barbershop in the stretch of retail anchored by Sidewalk pizza. The rockabilly music is loud, the art on the walls is grotesque and varied, the small talk is enjoyable and never forced, and most importantly the haircut is top notch.
*This is really bad. Sorry.
I likey the new by-line
Whoa – I see some of those promised 2006 upgrades are starting to show up. Did anyone else notice the fancy new by-lines set up here on the Rag? I’m impressed.
Every body knows (our) name
The E. K. McClatchy branch of the Sacramento Public Library might be one of my favorite places in town. Located in a former (I want to say Georgian?) mansion in the Poverty Ridge neighborhood, it is a drafty old house full of books. It’s small, so you can’t do research there like you can at the Central branch or anything, and chances are they Won’t Have It, but if you’re down for browsing or you need a dozen books for your 3 year old every week it’s top notch.
Well, it got better yesterday when we got a call from the branch librarian, Joanne, to inform us that said 3 year old had left behind an important piece of plastic jewelry. We’ve become noted regulars!
Origins of “snark”
I’m not claiming to be the foremost Internet researcher, but via Literature.org, via Google, via Websnark.com, via Rachel Leibrock… “The Hunting of the Snark” by Lewis Carroll.
When I started using it here I had gotten it from Television Without Pity, but the specifics of the reference are lost now. I think it was on a t-shirt.
Speaking of Driving
Speaking of driving, I’ve had a fascination with people’s license plate frames recently after finding out, with a well placed inquiry, that the license plate frames with “KA 4993†on them are not flashing CB call letters nor some secret Mormon code as I had previously deduced, but instead indicate that the driver is a family member of a CHP officer.
This got me thinking of other area specific car adornments, and, by far, I find the most annoying to be the “Harrold Ford since 1911†license plate frame. Why, you ask? Because, Harrold Ford, if you’ve been around since 1911 then you have had time to fix the stupid license plate frame you have where the numbers 1-9-1-1 run up into the corner of the frame like it was designed by some 6 year old who started with letters that were too big and still tried to cram everything in at the end of the line. Have some pride for Chrissakes. If your logo doesn’t fit on your advertising medium then maybe it’s time to find a new logo or a new medium, not to fit your oh so catchy logo on the back of a Focus that’s cluttered with “Mystery Spot†and “Keep Tahoe Blue†stickers. For the love of God, just put your name on the frame and leave it at that. Is that so hard? Maybe I should start taking the Light Rail.
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