Lunchtime Observations

Girls who work at Wendy’s downstairs have the coolest names: Tenece, Girly, India, Carlotta.

There used to be a poster signed by Dave Thomas there, but after Dave died it was replaced by a different poster of him waving goodbye with a spatula.

At Wendy’s customers are always referred to as “guests”. I wonder if that is true in all other fast food places.

Mike’s lunch: two pieces of GG Brand Scandinavian crispbread + Classic Triple® with cheese – onions – buns.

789 calories + 6 net grams of carbs. Interesting, the patties contain 40% of daily value of iron and 6% of calcium. What’s in them? Teeth and cowbells?

What Makes a Man Turn Neutral?

Galen R. Frysinger’s travel pages yield an amazing selection of photos. Amongst them is what I was looking for for a long time: Turkmenbashi’s fabled Arch of Neutrality. Doesn’t the arch remind you of something? Exhibit A and Exhibit B:

The mechanism turns Turkmenbashi’s golden likeness so that he always faces the sun. I’ve heard that the statue is made of solid gold, but I doubt that a little. On the other hand, it’s the Great Serdar we are talking about.
Click on the image to see other amazing pictures of Turkmenian monuments.

Now, another amazing monument was created by Zurab Tsereteli, a serial sculptor terrorizing Moscow with his horrible creations.
Exhibit A and B:

Don’t worry, the statue of Putin in judo gear is not full size. It’s just a sketch, the real thing will be much, much bigger.

Mr Tsereteli wants to give this other monument as a gift to New Jersey. It’s supposed to be a monument to 9/11, but somehow I see very different symbolism in this “statue”.

Who Is Ozzy Osbourne? Or Bloggers, Objectivists and Ozzy Fans, Oh My

I really hate the fact that livejournal does not provide visitor logs. I am very interested in my readership, but too lazy to put up some tracker pixels. Well, I have been looking at the image logs and found some very interesting things.

For instance, it appears that my photography has a very broad appeal. This “Sara Beth” blogger who used this blackout photo I took (without giving me any credit) appears to be a fan of Ayn Rand.

Sara Beth, Ayn highly disapproved of using copyrighted material without giving credit of any sort.

But then there’s “El Chupacabra” who posted this image (also with no credit to me) in the Ozzfest 2004 section over at siN’s Metal Forums with this heartwarming quote: “Each time I look at that Incubus pick, the metal is just sucked out of me. lol”
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This could be a good photo cover for Atlas Shrugged, but instead it turns on Ozzy fans. Go figure.

In case you missed them, blackout photos are here and here.

Hmm, I think I should try to sell at leas one of my photos to a respectable publication of some sort. I wonder what it takes to do that. Hmmm, maybe I should invest in this.

Hulk Hogan

What’s interesting is how many people from amazing readers admit that they own a copy of “Hulk Hogan and The Wrestling Boot Band “, which Amazon reviews hail as “a musical masterpiece that makes Led Zeppelin and The Beatles look like Vanilla Ice by comparasion”, “a musical masterpiece which unleashes your senses to their full potential”. Indeed, “the beats are dope and the rhymes are MONEY “.

I have one degree of separation from the artist in question. One of my bosses at iXL was former WCW webmaster Bill Cunningham. He had Hulk’s (or more properly Hollywood) Hogan’s home phone in his cell phone memory. Bill was a great boss. I wonder where he is now.

Underground Tower


WYPIWYG? This subway control tower was automated, so if you’ll be driving a train past it, the friendly operator inside will not correct your mistake or make one (her/him)self. Instead, a cold, precise automaton will switch the tracks on your command. Think!

Don’t Make Me Bust A Cap In Your Rink

For the first time ever Rockefeller center rink was “capped” with a tent, its floor covered and filled with orchids for the The 24th New York International Orchid Show.

Strange. It turns out that the first time I ever stepped on the Rockefeller center rink it had no ice.

Interesting to note that the white orchids in which Prometheus is taking a swim in on the picture are my favorite type. I know that reception desks, spas and offices are full of them. Still, even with them being a horrible cliché, I can’t stop liking them. They are classy. Right, ?