Oh, there was a frog and he lived in a well… …and a fump, fump, fump in a kimo. He reared and he pitched and he couldn’t make a jump… and a fump, fump, fump in a kimo. When I was a kid, few people had a radio in their car. The vacuum tubes that did the electronic duty of transistors glowed orange hot making car radios a serious drain on power. You could see them if dad ever let you crawl part-ways under the dash board. The old Studebaker that was our family transportation in those days … [Read more...]
Connoisseurs of Wines
Brian Godzik fell for not the oldest trick in the book but one of the newest. It’s a trick that proves the value of cheap, ubiquitous computer power. Ironically, it took place in a restaurant named after a father/son act that bit the dust, thanks to the improper use of technology. And now, the story: Brian and his father chose to dine at Icarus, a tiny restaurant on Boston’s rapidly gentrifying south side. Their choice was highly influenced by the recommendation of their hotel’s concierge. … [Read more...]
Vonlane
Ken Blanchard calls them “raving fans.” T. Scott Gross, author of Positively Outrageous Service says a result is always positive, compelling word of mouth. Whatever you call them, the gorgeous buses of Vonlane private jet on wheels have all the luxury, service, and yes, even speed, of a private jet. The instant you lay eyes on the beautiful, immaculately clean buses and sharply uniformed staff you cannot help wanting to know who is on the bus and where are they going? When you see … [Read more...]
Repo Man
Jeff wears a Wal-Mart vest complete with name-tag on the front and a box cutter in the right side pocket. His wife, Melissa, writes in neat, feminine cursive remembered from grade school. Their daughter Cassandra gets good grades as attested by the report card found in the console of their Suburban. I know because I helped steal their Suburban last night. Well, we didn’t exactly steal it. It was more a matter of stealing it back. The legal owner of the aging Suburban is my long time … [Read more...]
Hot Chocolate
It’s never too cold for cheerleaders although God forbid the team has a great season and the schedule drags their frozen legs all the way into December. Cheerleaders aren’t supposed to look sexy but who would want to watch cheerleaders in sweatpants? Besides, it’s mom’s job to remind the girls to dress in layers that can be quickly peeled in the event someone dares to interrupt the desperate sideline shivering and scores. No doubt cheerleader moms all over town reminded their daughters a dozen … [Read more...]