I wish the Mayor of Vancouver was like Ron Swanson. No, actually I wish our Mayor was Ron Swanson. Ron enjoys woodworking, breakfast meats, and the works of Ayn Rand.
"I’ve been quite open about this around the office: I don’t want this parks department to build any parks, because I don’t believe in government. I think that all government is a waste of taxpayer money. My dream is to have the park system privatized and run entirely for profit by corporations, like Chuck E. Cheese. They have an impeccable business model. I would rather work for Chuck E. Cheese.”
To be fair, we can all have chickens. So we've got that going for us.
Side note: I once met a guy in 1994, in Interlaken, Switzerland that looked exactly like Ethan Hawk from Reality Bites who used dude probably every third word - possibly every second one come to think about it. Funnily enough he really liked Lisa Loeb's Stay. Maybe it was Ethan Hawk. I guess I'll never know, but he was unwashed most of the time.
This was just like earlier in the week when a friend was really excited about how he updated his iPad so it could use a mouse with it? Wait, isn't it a touchscreen device? What do you need a mouse for?
So I have been enjoying this new mustard from the Vancouver Mustard Company. When I bought it, I was like, mustard, from Vancouver. Cool. I only noticed last night that it isn't even made here. It's made in Luxemburg. Awkward. Well, it's not like I'm anti Luxemburg, but just makes you wonder how much of the Vancouver Mustard Co goes into the little jars. The website says, "All mustards would be Vancouver Mustard if they could" which must actually mean, made in Luxemburg.
It still doesn't come close to this mustard. I actually think all mustards would want to be made in a place that started doing it in 1747, and has it on tap. Don't get me wrong the mustard is good, I just expected it to, you know, be made here.
Baseball announcers are the best. I could listen to the play-by-play all day long. I think it really would be the best job in the world. And clearly, as this tribute video to Detroit Tiger broadcaster Ernie Harwell, who died at 92 this week, can attest, it seems like it would be the most amazing thing to do in life.
