Take a picture of your favorite mugs and send it to me at cc@cynical-c.com to share it with the rest of us Cynics.
I’ll post them tomorrow.
Update: Thanks to everyone who sent in a picture of their favorite mugs. I’m posting this to the top for the weekend as a thank you to everyone who submitted. Just click the link below to see below the fold.
What are you doing tonight?
Mrs. C is flying tonight so I’ll just go home, grab some takeout and collapse on the couch with a movie.
Congrats to our good friend, Abbi Crutchfield, and her new kitten, Max:
This is the best thing he does. He’s not humping it like a maniac, he is merely enjoying the subtle flavors and textures of duck, quite like anyone who is too pretentious to order chicken.
He’s only known us for a day. His previous owner needed to find a good home for him. Failing that she gave him to us. He nibbles corners of beach towels until he falls asleep. He passes the same gas used for U.S. Army grenades. He grunts a lot, so my dream of owning a potbellied pig has come true. If I could just train him to root for truffles, I’ll have a winner.
A tour of the grooviest motel in Wisconsin:
Imagine the pitch to the investors:
“It’s going to be a futuristic, state-of-the-art motel with every modern convenience from water beds to 8-tracks. The entire dining area will be covered in deep-pile pink and purple carpet. But wait – here’s the best part. It will look like an abstract sculpture of a giant turkey. We’ll bill it as a romantic getaway – and call it The Gobbler!”
Whether every excruciating detail of this complex was planned out in advance, or whether it just happened, , I don’t know. I don’t know much about this place beyond the pictures you have here. This is a brochure taken from the Hartwig Gobbler, a motel-bar-restaurant off I-94 in Wisconsin. The brochure dates from construction, which must have been in the late 60s. But I got the brochure on a trip in March of 1984, and the restaurant was as ghastly then as it is in the pictures.
Now that it’s gone, of course, we want it back.
