This morning, I heard about the small town Kansas newspaper that the police raided. Apparently some rich lady from the town pulled some strings to get the police to find out for her, who snitched on her own police record. This isn't the 1920s and there will probably be some real backlash on this one. Weird... Marion, Kansas is a smallish county seat in the middle of the state. The newspaper The Record has about as much influence in Kansas and the nation as my DW account. They never published any of the information, anyway. The elderly editor of the paper died the next day probably because of all the excitement.
I've been through Marion many times, coming and going to my Grandpa's house. I remember us getting stuck behind a parade through the town. (I think it was a Memorial Day parade.) My family stopped in Marion several times for lunch at a particular cafe. Embedded in the sidewalk leading to the door of the cafe was an ad for a brand of shoes from the days when the place was a shoe store. I can't imagine leaving that ad in place in a bigger town... Certainly a conversation piece... Well, we know what they use for beef, ha, ha... Of course, it was a decent cafe. Europeans who are taken aback by the portion sizes in your average American restaurant, would be shocked at how much cafes in farm country put on your plate in those days!
I renewed my driver's license today, online. Had to jump through a few hoops to get it done. I could have driven over to MVD office and back quicker, but the wait inside the office no doubt would have been considerable. I was actually going to drive over to the office the day after tomorrow, but they sent me a letter suggesting I use their online service. As they say, never put off till tomorrow what you can do yesterday...
I've been watching Castle. Sometimes I get why the writers are worried about AI. There seem to only be so many crime solving show plots. Take one from column a, two from column b, and a predictable twist from column c and you've got yourself an episode. I can imagine comedy shows recycling joke after joke from the 1950s that most folks have never heard before, unless they like old reruns.
I've been through Marion many times, coming and going to my Grandpa's house. I remember us getting stuck behind a parade through the town. (I think it was a Memorial Day parade.) My family stopped in Marion several times for lunch at a particular cafe. Embedded in the sidewalk leading to the door of the cafe was an ad for a brand of shoes from the days when the place was a shoe store. I can't imagine leaving that ad in place in a bigger town... Certainly a conversation piece... Well, we know what they use for beef, ha, ha... Of course, it was a decent cafe. Europeans who are taken aback by the portion sizes in your average American restaurant, would be shocked at how much cafes in farm country put on your plate in those days!
I renewed my driver's license today, online. Had to jump through a few hoops to get it done. I could have driven over to MVD office and back quicker, but the wait inside the office no doubt would have been considerable. I was actually going to drive over to the office the day after tomorrow, but they sent me a letter suggesting I use their online service. As they say, never put off till tomorrow what you can do yesterday...
I've been watching Castle. Sometimes I get why the writers are worried about AI. There seem to only be so many crime solving show plots. Take one from column a, two from column b, and a predictable twist from column c and you've got yourself an episode. I can imagine comedy shows recycling joke after joke from the 1950s that most folks have never heard before, unless they like old reruns.