1) Why does Tim Horton's even bother advertising? It's not like they need to. Pretty much all their outlets are packed 24/7. What they should do with the money they waste advertising their special brand of cocaine to junkies is expand their stores a little. It'd be nice to walk into a Tim's and see more than two registers going.
2) Why is it so damned difficult to find Dawn, aka the only dishsoap worth a damn? Pretty much the only store that stocks it in my area is...wait for it...a Canadian Tire. Because when I think Canadian Tire, I think dishsoap.
3) Kudos to Bill Bryson for this gem:
I hate driving cars and I hate thinking about cars and I hate talking about cars. I especially hate it when you get a new car and go into the pub, because somebody will always start quizzing you about it, which I dread because I don't even understand the questions.
"See you've got a new car," they'll say. "How's it drive?"
I'm lost already. "Well, like a CAR. Why, have you never been in one?"
And then they start peppering you with questions. What sort of mileage do you get? How many liters is the engine? What's the torque? Got twin overhead cams or double-barreled alternator cum carburetor with a full pike and a double-twist dismount?" I can't for the life of me understand why anyone would want to know all this about a machine. You don't take that kind of interest in anything else. I've been waiting years for somebody in a pub to tell me he's got a new refrigerator so I can say, "Oh, really? How many gallons of freon does that baby hold? What's its BTU rating? How's it cool?"
(Notes from a Small Island, pp.140-141)
3b. Who do guys (overwhelmingly guys) think they're impressing by burning rubber in said cars? Do they believe it takes a high level of skill to press an accelerator pedal?
4) This isn't so much a question as an observation that raises a few questions. Newspapers the world over are in trouble: they say the Internet is killing them. I've recently stopped buying the Sunday Sun--which has been a staple in my house for almost as long as I could read--because of their "solution" to this problem. It's an interesting solution, to say the least. It has three prongs:
--dramatically raise the price of the paper
--put most of the paper online for free
--take the few things like quizzes and decent comics that don't translate well to a screen, and remove them from your paper
This may make perfect sense to somebody. Not to me.
Painkillers are kickin' in. That's enough befuddlement for one night.
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