Tuesday, February 26, 2008

The Best Hometown(s) I Know

Speaking of childhood homes, Ang sent this to me the other day:

I used to love that "Hello Milwaukee" jingle from the mid-'80s -- reminds me of when I met John Malan at the boat show and he signed a Xeroxed picture of himself for me! -- until about a year after it came out, when I heard the same jingle with different lyrics; but instead of "...Hello Milwaukee! Channel 12 loves you!" it was "...Hello West Michigan! Channel 3 loves you!" (on WWMT -- "We're West Michigan Television!" -- out of Kalamazoo). And then I heard it again in both Atlanta and Chicago, which made me think, among other things, West Michigan? Really?

Apparently, the jingle may have had its origins in Canada.

Most recently, we heard it in San Diego on the Old Town Trolley Tour... which, incidentally, was narrated by the always current and relevant Rich Little.

The same woman appears to have sung all of the jingles. She must have made a fortune in residuals. She and Rich Little probably own an island in the Bahamas together.

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Wednesday, February 13, 2008

Google Street View of My Childhood Home


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That is just fucking cool. I love Google.

And no, I have no idea who that woman is.

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Tuesday, January 01, 2008

O.M.F...G!!!1!

I know I'm a few games behind. I won't pretend that I've made a New Year's resolution to blog more consistently. 1) I don't make New Year's resolutions, and 2) it ain't gonna' happen.

I do some webmaster work on the side for a couple of local businesses. It makes me some extra scratch, and -- as it turns out -- it has recently led to a friend-of-a-friend connection of the most excellent kind. I received a 'Packeriffic' X-mas "bonus" from one of my employers, including a ton of cool Packers games and a psycho fan handbook... and then -- in a separate "OPEN THIS LAST" bag -- this:
"To Andy
The Tech God
Best Wishes"


I was speechless when I unwrapped it, and I still can't really believe it now. All I know is that I have spent more time looking at that over the last 30 hours than I spent bathing myself in 2007.

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