Forget Cookies, Those Little Girls in Green Should Be Selling Cars

Today was a good email day.  My friend Rich emailed me this thought about the Girl Scouts:

In trying to figure out  "just how outrageous" the cost of Girl Scout
Cookies might be, I decided to match the cost per ounce of Tagalogs
against the Lexus ES 330.  Here is what I found:

Tagalogs cost 50 cents an ounce.
The Lexus ES 330 weighs 4,540 lbs or 72,640 ounces.

The Sticker price is : $32,300 or 44 cents an ounce

I would have to pay $36,320, or $4,020 more than sticker price for
the Lexus if the Girl Scouts sold it.

Wow the all NEW 2007 Limited Girl Scout Lexus ES 330 — this is where
the Girl Scouts should do there fundraising…..

1 Car = 10,377 boxes of tagalogs, less work, who knows?

Did I mention that Rich is one of the smartest people I know and taught me just about everything I know about marketing?  He might have a future as a Girl Scout leader…I’d pay big bucks to see him in uniform.

Krispy Kreme Burger?

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My friend Dan emailed me this little item this morning.  It’s a press release from the Gateway Grizzlies baseball team (Frontier League); for those of you who don’t feel like clicking through here are the pertinent details:

The Grizzlies and Krispy Kreme Doughnuts have teamed up to
create "Baseball’s Best Burger." The burger, which was introduced at
Gateway’s December 10th sale, consists of a thick and juicy burger
topped with sharp cheddar cheese and two slices of bacon. The burger is
then placed in between each side of a Krispy Kreme Original Glazed
doughnut.

When I replied to Dan’s email with "Now that’s nasty" he replied with this little tidbit:

actually i was thinking it might be downright tasty. the sugary sweet
glaze of a donut with the burning hot flesh of a bovine. like donuts.
like meat. like cheese. mix it all together, it’s gotta be good.

I couldn’t eat breakfast.

Presidential Health

Here’s a website that details all the illnesses suffered by the Presidents of the United States.  A surprising number suffered gunshot wounds, and apparently our healthiest President was Jimmy Carter who only has severe hemorrhoids listed.  George W. Bush also has hemorrhoids and his possible experimentation with cocaine is listed as well.

Graduating from the Ridiculous to the Absurd

According to this article if you pay a large chunk of your credit card bill off you may grab the attention of the Department of Homeland Security.  Here’s the relevant paragraphs:

They just paid a hefty chunk of their credit card balance. And they
learned how frighteningly wide the net of suspicion has been cast.

After sending in the check, they checked online to see if their account
had been duly credited. They learned that the check had arrived, but
the amount available for credit on their account hadn’t changed.

So Deana Soehnge called the credit-card company. Then Walter called.

"When you mess with my money, I want to know why," he said.

They both learned the same astounding piece of information about the
little things that can set the threat sensors to beeping and blinking.

They were told, as they moved up the managerial ladder at the call
center, that the amount they had sent in was much larger than their
normal monthly payment. And if the increase hits a certain percentage
higher than that normal payment, Homeland Security has to be notified.
And the money doesn’t move until the threat alert is lifted.

Walter called television stations, the American Civil Liberties Union
and me. And he went on the Internet to see what he could learn. He
learned about changes in something called the Bank Privacy Act.

If I understand this correctly the government is essentially able to freeze a portion of your assets without justifying itself.  Think about it: you send in a check to pay a bill so you can’t very well use that money for other purposes because it is already spoken for, but at the same time it is not being used for its intended purpose which is to pay down your debt.  Since you don’t know when the funds will be freed you can’t write another check against them, and if you don’t have your credit available to you then you can’t use it, even if you have a sudden emergency like being sick on vacation and needing to visit an urgent care center, or need to buy an airline ticket to visit your dying father…whatever.

I’d also be interested to find out what happens to your balance while your check is being held.  Are you accruing more interest?  I’d hope not, but I wouldn’t be surprised if you were.  After all banks have a lot better lobbyists and have contributed more bucks to lawmakers than we civil libertarians.

One could argue that none of us has a right to credit, which is true, but once we make arrangements with a company to grant us credit we expect to be able to use it.  If this story is accurate then the government is infringing on our business relationships with our creditors and is doing so without having to show cause.

Dinner at Zevely House

To celebrate our 14th anniversary Celeste and I treated ourselves to dinner at Zevely House Restaurant in Winston-Salem.  We truly spoiled ourselves.

We shared a bottle of 2005 Hogue Riesling that came in a twist-top bottle, but now that we’ve been wine-educated by Bruce Heye at Salem College we know that good wines can come with screw tops and this was a good Riesling. We also shared an appetizer of baked brie (had some kind of great crust, but I can’t remember what it was made of) and doused with a raspberry/Sangria sauce and garnished with sliced fruit.

Celeste got a green salad with nuts and fruit (can’t remember exactly what but she loved it and I’ll update later with her info) and I had a salad that came with a crab cake and fried oysters that was REALLY good.  For dinner she had lamb chops served with greens, potatos, greens and a vegetable mix while I had a Moravian chicken pie with a fantastic sauce (I call it gravy) and greens, rice and a vegetable medley.  If you ever get the chance try the greens; they’re amazing and have a great kick.

For dessert we split a piece of Lemon Pecan Pie served hot with a scoop of vanilla ice cream.  The lemon balanced out the sweetness of the pecan pie so it wasn’t overly sweet as many pecan pies are.  We finished with some house blend coffee which was also excellent.

We had a great time and if you want to spoil yourself this is the place to do it.

What I Hope I’d Say

If I were a publisher and the Bushies came after me I hope I’d have the same reaction as the publisher of Capital Hill Blue:

"This flamboyant use of the forces of criminal prosecution to
threaten whistle-blowers and intimidate journalists are nothing more
than the naked tactics of street thugs and authoritarian juntas."

Just how widespread, and uncontrolled, this latest government
assault has become hit close to home last week when one of the FBI’s
National Security Letters arrived at the company that hosts the servers
for this web site, Capitol Hill Blue.

The letter demanded traffic data, payment records and other
information about the web site along with information on me, the
publisher.

Now that’s a problem. I own the company that hosts Capitol Hill Blue.
So, in effect, the feds want me to turn over information on myself and
not tell myself that I’m doing it. You’d think they’d know better.

I turned the letter over to my lawyer and told him to send the following message to the feds:

Fuck you. Strong letter to follow.

Normally I redact the f-bomb from this blog since I know my mom and wife read it, but that’s exactly how I feel about Bush and company these days and I suspect they share my view. However, my message would read: "Fuck you. Strong vote against you and your ilk to follow."

Can’t Accuse the Greensboro News & Record of Being Passive

The Greensboro News & Record is getting more recognition for its forward-thinking in terms of new media.  PressThink, which has been a fan of the N&R for a while, recently profiled the paper’s editor John Robinson (although being compared to Mr. Rogers is definitely a mixed blessing).  This is well-earned attention because the N&R is doing what any business in a threatened industry should do: get aggressive.

It started with their blogging, which JR should take credit for because he led the way.  He could have assigned blogging to someone else but he stepped into the fray himself and that sent an important message to the people working for and with him.  He is also careful to share the credit if not shift it completely, to the very smart people he has working with him like Lex Alexander.  That’s another sign of leadership and he should get credit for it.  He’s right, of course, that they all deserve credit but if you’re going to get the criticism that leaders always get then you should also get credit when it is due.

This would be an interesting story if the folks at the N&R stopped with the blogging, but they didn’t. They have now launched three community hubs, called "Hometown Hubs", is experimenting with podcasts and is also delving into using multimedia for stories.  All of these initiatives can be found in their Town Square section. They have also restructured their classified advertising, which is the lifeblood for any newspaper.

The N&R is absolutely doing the right thing.  Its traditional business is under assault and the relative cost of experimenting online now is very low compared with the risk of doing nothing or moving slowly.  If nothing else it is raising the cost of entering the market higher for any potential entrepreneurial competitors, but more importantly it is allowing its people to learn the skills they need in the coming decade or two while the cost of doing so is small.  That is truly forward thinking.

Crooks Just Loved the Piedmont

According to this article about a book that is about a prolific robbery gang from Philadelphia during the 50s, 60s and 70s, North Carolina and the Piedmont in particular were favorite targets.

They traveled to rob, usually to someplace warm, where tire tracks
and footprints wouldn’t be left in snow and mud. North Carolina was a
favorite target; Kripplebauer saw the state as one big ATM machine.

For years, he and his associates picked off homes in Winston-Salem,
Greensboro and Raleigh, so proficient at thievery that the locals gave
them a nickname: the Hallmark Gang, because they stole only the best
stuff – jewels and silver bearing high-quality hallmarks.

The book is Confessions of a Second Story Man: Junior Kripplebauer and the K&A Gang and it sounds like it might be a good read.

March 7, Not a Bad Day to Change Your Life Forever

March 7, 1992 was a Saturday.  It was also cloudy and rainy as many March days are, but the sun poked out just long enough for Celeste and I to dash across the parking lot of St. Francis of Assisi Parish in Triangle, VA to celebrate our marriage of exactly 30 minutes with 120 or so of our closest friends and family in the parish’s rec hall.  Bar-b-Q, beer, wine and dancing.  Then it was off to spend our wedding night at the Willard in DC.  Fourteen years later and I don’t think we’ve stayed in anything remotely that posh since.

This morning as Celeste and I were wishing each other happy anniversary I told her that, in retrospect, the first seven years seemed like a dress rehearsal for the last seven years.  Those first seven years were spent working long hours with low pay, popping out kids seemingly every other month and generally trying to figure out what being an adult was all about (for me…Celeste always had it figured out).

I also started a company that eventually failed in 1999–the 7-year mark of our marriage. The year was 1999 and it was a rough one for me and for us, but I look at that time as the forge that cast me as a much better man and cast us as a couple that will endure for the ages…or at least until the aforementioned kids put me six feet under.

The marriage vows say "for better or for worse" and Celeste endured much of my worst for seven years, but thanks to her giving me her best for all 14 years I think she turned out a much better man.  No man can, or should, ask for anything more.