Apparently it’s fall now? Is that what I’m to understand? Suddenly, without even a hint of a transition, it feels like Bourbon Season is upon us. Good. I don’t like the idea of driving forty miles, back and forth to work, on slick roads. But other than that… bring it on. You can take your hot, and especially your humid, and ram it deep and on a slant.
However… Toney and I were out yesterday and noticed some ridiculousness. My car said it was 63 degrees out there, and we saw many people bundled up like Russians out doing their Defence of the Motherland Day shopping. It’s 63, not 23. Why the dramatics? And it works the exact opposite way in spring. I posted this at Facebook yesterday:
63 degrees on October 1: wool coats and winter hats.
63 degrees on April 1: flip-flops and cargo shorts.
Why can’t people just be realistic? Is that too much to ask? Sweet sainted mother of Morganna The Kissing Bandit.
While we were out, we stopped at a great little Mexican restaurant called Chicano’s. Hey… don’t blame me, I didn’t name it. But the place is fantastic. I always just get tacos, because they’re great. It’s one of those deals where you’d like to branch out, but don’t want to go there and NOT have the tacos. They’re so simple, and yet so tasty. I love that place. In fact, I think I have a photo of the tacos on my phone. It was taken on a previous visit, not yesterday… Hang on a second and I’ll try to find it. Here it is:
I think I could literally eat 20 of those bastards, every day for the rest of my life. As I say, they’re so good, I don’t dare venture deeper into the menu. I’m a prisoner to their excellence! Are you familiar with this phenomenon? Damn, I wish I had some right now.
I bought a 256 gig microSD card for my phone. Is that overdoing it? I certainly hope so. I could put my entire massive iTunes library on there and it would still be like an empty warehouse. Hello? …Hello? Is there anybody here? I moved over all 900 or so episodes of the Jean Shepherd radio show on Saturday. It took a while. But I now have every surviving episode of that great, great program at my fingertips. It’s amazing. And that didn’t even take up 6 gigs. It’s fantastic. Are you familiar with Jean Shepherd? He was a funny man and a brilliant storyteller. His show was on in NYC from the late 1950s to the late 1970s. Good stuff.
Next up: Phil Hendrie! Pure, undiluted comedy genius.
For a Question, I’ll just tie it into Chicano’s, mentioned above. I’m not sure if that’s an odd name, really. But it feels like it is. Maybe not? In any case, I’d like to know about the businesses you’ve encountered with especially memorable names. That can be because it’s highly inappropriate (my favorite!), genuinely clever, totally bizarre, or truly funny. Whatever the reason, let’s hear ’em. Use the comments link.
Two jump immediately to my mind. Do you remember a Denny’s-like restaurant chain called Sambo’s? According to the Wikipedia page, they had over 1000 locations at one time. I think it would fall easily into the “inappropriate” category, right? I know they claim innocence, but regardless… you can’t have a restaurant called Sambo’s.
Also, in Atlanta, we passed a place on our way to work every day called Doing It For The Lord Hair and Nail Salon. Now that’s a memorable name!
Do you have anything on this? If so, please share.
And finally, the Monday episode of the world famous Jeff Kay Show is up. Here’s your link, and here’s your description:
In this one I tell you about my almost-new piece o’ shit computer and the latest trick it’s doing, Neck Beard Johnny the man who insists there’s nothing wrong with said computer, our recent visit to Chipotle and how their pico de gallo ratios were way off, and my possibly inconsistent reactions to places where horrible things happened. I also introduce a new weekly feature: The Totally Out of Context Quote of the Week. Thanks for listening. I hope you enjoy it!
I hope you guys have a great week!
I’ll see you again on Thursday.