“The Log Cabin was famous for its barbecue sandwiches and curb-service beer. You simply pulled into the pot-holed parking lot surrounding the tiny building… tooted your horn… and a waitress could come out to the car and take your order. If it was dark enough or the waitress was in a good mood… it was possible to buy a beer before reaching legal drinking age. I have no idea what kind of license allowed them to do business this way.”
Author Archives: Steve Mays
The president and my First Lady
Earlier this year, Barb attended an event for President Obama in St. Louis. I’m pretty sure you only got a hug if you wrote a check but it’s still a nice picture.
I’m not thrilled with everything our president has done (or not done) but if I were, someone else would be pissed, so…
I wish him well.
iPad + VELCRO = <3
iPad + Velcro from Jesse Rosten on Vimeo.
I probably would not do this but can understand why some folks would. And the velcro is probably less likely to drop the iPad than your best friend.
Pandora: I didn’t know what I was missing
I’m listening to Pandora more of late and with each new song/artist, I wonder at all the wonderful music and musicians I’ve never heard (or heard about). They’ve always been there, I just didn’t know about them.
It’s the same for the beautiful images on flickr, videos on YouTube and all the rest. What a pitiful trickle that used to flow through our lives. While we can never experience it all, it’s getting easier to drink a bit deeper.
Equally true for news and information, of course. How liberating to be free of the editorial decisions of a handful of editors and and programmers thousand of miles away. Not to mention that we can now contribute our own ideas and art.
How will we ever describe our pre-Internet lives to future generations? Will it be like explaining a time before electricity or indoor plumbing?
Golden Retriever with human hands
I’m sure I’ll grow tired of these eventually, but not yet. [Thanks, George N]
