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Tuesday, March 20, 2012
CPL
So the City of Calgary Library, which is just a world-class system in my mind, has installed a curious thing outside of some of their buildings. Along with the normal drop-off slot there is a new spot that resembles an ATM where if you press the button you can 'check in' your books or CDs. I can't for the life of me figure out what the purpose of this is. Generally you can pull up and drop off your books/etc and have it done in mere seconds and now there's this setup that makes that process longer with no benefit to the people involved. I propose the CPL post a sign up next to these new systems that state 'For Your Inconvenience!'
Thursday, March 1, 2012
Wine Gums?
So today for no good reason I was reminded of wine gums and other horrible candy that was around when I was a kid (and may still be around now, somehow) and all I could think was, 'How did someone think this was a good idea?' Candy was candy back in the day, I didn't eat it frequently but when I did I'd go overboard. Bottle caps, jelly beans, and other junk all went down the hatch but there were a few dreaded treats I avoided at all costs, and here are a few:
Wine gums: These were pure poison to me. The taste was weird, they were small and angry looking, and chewing them was a miserable experience. I'm pretty sure I'd enjoy gnawing on a thick piece of animal cartilage more than one of those nasty little buggers. It was like a jaw workout on steroids with no payoff. Maybe they've improved, but I'm never going to find out if Maynard has fixed the recipe.
Black Bart Gum: Wow. Black licorice-flavoured gum, that is just a master stroke of genius there. At least you can swallow black licorice when it's in candy form and end the experience, but with gum the misery goes on-and-on as you chew it indefinitely. Wasn't licorice used as medieval medicine at one time, and then it became gum? And your teeth when you chewed it? If I wanted to look like I just Frenched a sea-dwelling creature pulled from a recent oil spill then I'd prefer to do just that...
Thrills Gum: What. The. Eff? Purple gum that tastes EXACTLY like soap, who was the marketing maven behind this brilliant marriage of poor colour choices and revolting flavour? Soap gum? What else can a guy say about that. Gum, that tastes like soap. This has got to be at the apex of all horrible candy. I'm sure I could think of more, like the weird pseudo-caramels I used to get at Halloween that tasted like burnt dirt at best.
The very thought of eating any candy these days sends chills down my spine, I often marvel at adults that can sit there mindlessly and eat candy without a second thought. Chocolate bars I can see, even cans of pop and the like but candy? What are ya, twelve?
Wine gums: These were pure poison to me. The taste was weird, they were small and angry looking, and chewing them was a miserable experience. I'm pretty sure I'd enjoy gnawing on a thick piece of animal cartilage more than one of those nasty little buggers. It was like a jaw workout on steroids with no payoff. Maybe they've improved, but I'm never going to find out if Maynard has fixed the recipe.
Black Bart Gum: Wow. Black licorice-flavoured gum, that is just a master stroke of genius there. At least you can swallow black licorice when it's in candy form and end the experience, but with gum the misery goes on-and-on as you chew it indefinitely. Wasn't licorice used as medieval medicine at one time, and then it became gum? And your teeth when you chewed it? If I wanted to look like I just Frenched a sea-dwelling creature pulled from a recent oil spill then I'd prefer to do just that...
Thrills Gum: What. The. Eff? Purple gum that tastes EXACTLY like soap, who was the marketing maven behind this brilliant marriage of poor colour choices and revolting flavour? Soap gum? What else can a guy say about that. Gum, that tastes like soap. This has got to be at the apex of all horrible candy. I'm sure I could think of more, like the weird pseudo-caramels I used to get at Halloween that tasted like burnt dirt at best.
The very thought of eating any candy these days sends chills down my spine, I often marvel at adults that can sit there mindlessly and eat candy without a second thought. Chocolate bars I can see, even cans of pop and the like but candy? What are ya, twelve?
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