Nabisco: Seriously, don't you have a team of people to say things like: "Maybe hiring the Mannings and the Williamses for this campaign might be a bad idea"? Hey, if you're looking for other marketing ideas, I seem to remember Alec Baldwin playing a priest on Saturday night live who loved to "spread the cookie open and lick the creamy center..."
It's the Double Stuf Racing League-a fierce competition to see who's fastest to twist, lick and dunk there Oreo cookie! The league has gained popularity thanks to sports luminary like Peyton & Eli Manning, and now Venus & Serena Williams.
Sunday, September 07, 2008
Friday, September 05, 2008
This guy for President:
Arnold Epstein: [Spending too much on care at the end of life] is a big problem. The numbers I've seen put it at something like $130 billion a year. The quip is that the U.S. is the one country in the world where they think death is optional. And we act that way. I think we have to start to deal with that. And the time to deal with it is not at the bedside. It's with a broader group trying to think about standards and piecemeal efforts where we can put things out of bounds. I don't know if that means we say that people don't get dialyzed when they're 97, or bring it back to 95 or 92. Or that certain medications when the cost per adjusted life-year is $500,000, we say that we're really not going to cover them. And we try and change the culture.
Arnold Epstein: [Spending too much on care at the end of life] is a big problem. The numbers I've seen put it at something like $130 billion a year. The quip is that the U.S. is the one country in the world where they think death is optional. And we act that way. I think we have to start to deal with that. And the time to deal with it is not at the bedside. It's with a broader group trying to think about standards and piecemeal efforts where we can put things out of bounds. I don't know if that means we say that people don't get dialyzed when they're 97, or bring it back to 95 or 92. Or that certain medications when the cost per adjusted life-year is $500,000, we say that we're really not going to cover them. And we try and change the culture.
Friday, August 29, 2008
Victory!!!!!!!

After a Summer of disappointing (mostly second place) finishes, I sailed to a commanding (2 minutes and 19 seconds) win for the last Beercans of the season. A big thank you to Joe (currently blogless) for your excellent crew work.
In other news, here's my coworker Tom holding a $10,000 purse belonging to another coworker. That was not a typo. The purse has a little lock on the front, so that nobody can steal the valuables that you might keep inside your purse...
After a Summer of disappointing (mostly second place) finishes, I sailed to a commanding (2 minutes and 19 seconds) win for the last Beercans of the season. A big thank you to Joe (currently blogless) for your excellent crew work.
In other news, here's my coworker Tom holding a $10,000 purse belonging to another coworker. That was not a typo. The purse has a little lock on the front, so that nobody can steal the valuables that you might keep inside your purse...
Saturday, August 16, 2008
Things I did on vacation that did not involve bicycling
1) Sat in my very favorite Vietnamese pharmacist's massage chair. He is too poor to afford a full time masseuse, but not too poor to buy a $30,000 massage chair. Incidentally, I found the chair to be quite uncomfortable, if not excruciating at times...maybe I should see a spine surgeon. In my hand is a book by Richard North Patterson; it was not very good, but he wrote the Lasko Tangent, so occasionally I feel obligated to buy his books.
2) Ate some crumpets...and, my God, we're drinking tea...in Seattle.

3) Watched as several waiters challenged my very favorite Vietnamese pharmacist to eating contests (eg. "There's no way you can eat a 28 inch pizza...")


4) Rented the world's smallest sailboat. You're probably thinking there are smaller sailboats...there might be shorter sailboats, but there are no sailboats with smaller cockpits/lower booms...at least not that you would try to fit two adults in.

5) Paddled around Lake Steilacoom in Nico's friends' divorce boat. The first picture is with the professional kayaker in the boat, the second is without. As they say, "Wherever your relationship is going, you'll get there faster on (in) a tandem". Nico's friends: I'd give you a link, but the security on your site is too tight.


6) Bummed rides off the locals. Here's me sitting next to Rebecca, fleet captain of the Orcas Island Yacht Club aboard her Merit 25...and a shot of her husband Vaughn on the deck...with some other island off in the distance.


I guess I should write about the bicycling some time.
1) Sat in my very favorite Vietnamese pharmacist's massage chair. He is too poor to afford a full time masseuse, but not too poor to buy a $30,000 massage chair. Incidentally, I found the chair to be quite uncomfortable, if not excruciating at times...maybe I should see a spine surgeon. In my hand is a book by Richard North Patterson; it was not very good, but he wrote the Lasko Tangent, so occasionally I feel obligated to buy his books.
2) Ate some crumpets...and, my God, we're drinking tea...in Seattle.
3) Watched as several waiters challenged my very favorite Vietnamese pharmacist to eating contests (eg. "There's no way you can eat a 28 inch pizza...")
4) Rented the world's smallest sailboat. You're probably thinking there are smaller sailboats...there might be shorter sailboats, but there are no sailboats with smaller cockpits/lower booms...at least not that you would try to fit two adults in.

5) Paddled around Lake Steilacoom in Nico's friends' divorce boat. The first picture is with the professional kayaker in the boat, the second is without. As they say, "Wherever your relationship is going, you'll get there faster on (in) a tandem". Nico's friends: I'd give you a link, but the security on your site is too tight.


6) Bummed rides off the locals. Here's me sitting next to Rebecca, fleet captain of the Orcas Island Yacht Club aboard her Merit 25...and a shot of her husband Vaughn on the deck...with some other island off in the distance.
I guess I should write about the bicycling some time.
It is probably impossible to be jet-lagged without changing time zones...
Here are some vacation pictures:
1) Seattle
2) San Juan Islands
3) San Juan Island Tandems (It's a bunch of pictures of people riding tandems. Unless you were on the trip, or you think pictures of people riding tandems are really cool, this album might not be of interest to you).
Here are some vacation pictures:
1) Seattle
2) San Juan Islands
3) San Juan Island Tandems (It's a bunch of pictures of people riding tandems. Unless you were on the trip, or you think pictures of people riding tandems are really cool, this album might not be of interest to you).
Sunday, August 03, 2008
Nico came from out on the Island...
If you have an hour or two to spare you could take the Catalina Flyer, but it case you hadn't noticed, Nico and I don't roll that way...and accordingly, only a 15 minute flight aboard the BonanzaBago would hold our interest.
Here's Captain Marty making sure nobody has put sugar in the gas tank, or something. I am pretty sure he discarded a couple hundred dollars of high performance jet fuel in the process...

If I look nervous here, it's because I am attempting to keep the plane on that narrow strip of air that will allow the plane to not fall out of the sky.

The Airport in the Sky (from the air)--as scary as it sounds...of course, as I told the Captain, I don't even like driving over bridges.

Safely on the ground at the Catalina Airport, we had a lunch consisting of buffalo burgers and regular burgers. I am not sure which was which, though one was considerably better than the other. Here's a photo of Nico and I at the airport. Please notice that we are still alive at this point. Also please notice that there are no photos of us (still alive) back at John Wayne...perhaps because Nico flew part of that leg, and she was not interested in keeping the plane in the narrow strip of air that would allow the plane to not fall out of the sky...

Parting shot of Avalon from the air:
If you have an hour or two to spare you could take the Catalina Flyer, but it case you hadn't noticed, Nico and I don't roll that way...and accordingly, only a 15 minute flight aboard the BonanzaBago would hold our interest.
Here's Captain Marty making sure nobody has put sugar in the gas tank, or something. I am pretty sure he discarded a couple hundred dollars of high performance jet fuel in the process...
If I look nervous here, it's because I am attempting to keep the plane on that narrow strip of air that will allow the plane to not fall out of the sky.
The Airport in the Sky (from the air)--as scary as it sounds...of course, as I told the Captain, I don't even like driving over bridges.

Safely on the ground at the Catalina Airport, we had a lunch consisting of buffalo burgers and regular burgers. I am not sure which was which, though one was considerably better than the other. Here's a photo of Nico and I at the airport. Please notice that we are still alive at this point. Also please notice that there are no photos of us (still alive) back at John Wayne...perhaps because Nico flew part of that leg, and she was not interested in keeping the plane in the narrow strip of air that would allow the plane to not fall out of the sky...
Parting shot of Avalon from the air:
Saturday, July 19, 2008
Two Jews walk into a bar
(Alternative title was: "Christ, that's good beer")
If you're into large quantities of wine, the LA Wine Fest is the place to be. I can't remember much about the wine, other than that there was a lot of it. There were a couple decent wineries from the Ventura area, and we met some interesting people...like Jeremy here...from Durban...at the Wine Fest to sell some of his country's liquid wares. (Please take note of my purple teeth.)

Both titles (above) were stolen from the Schmaltz Brewing Company. I would feel bad about stealing their slogans, except they stole the name of their beer (He'Brew) from a Joan River's joke (which goes something like: "You're so goy you think Hebrew is a macho beer"). But I digress, here's me with a bottle of He'Brew. Hey, my teeth are still purple.

I would write something about the tequila and vodka tasting, but things are hazy by then. I have a couple of brochures for what I think are my new favorite tequilas: Dos Manos Añejo and Don Camilo Reposado.
Dinner at comme Ça after the Wine Fest. We took the bus down Melrose, as driving immediately after sampling 60 wines is probably a bad idea. The tarte flambe compared poorly to the several we had in France...Here's Nico at the bus stop, looking way too happy. Why are her teeth so white?
(Alternative title was: "Christ, that's good beer")
If you're into large quantities of wine, the LA Wine Fest is the place to be. I can't remember much about the wine, other than that there was a lot of it. There were a couple decent wineries from the Ventura area, and we met some interesting people...like Jeremy here...from Durban...at the Wine Fest to sell some of his country's liquid wares. (Please take note of my purple teeth.)

Both titles (above) were stolen from the Schmaltz Brewing Company. I would feel bad about stealing their slogans, except they stole the name of their beer (He'Brew) from a Joan River's joke (which goes something like: "You're so goy you think Hebrew is a macho beer"). But I digress, here's me with a bottle of He'Brew. Hey, my teeth are still purple.

I would write something about the tequila and vodka tasting, but things are hazy by then. I have a couple of brochures for what I think are my new favorite tequilas: Dos Manos Añejo and Don Camilo Reposado.
Dinner at comme Ça after the Wine Fest. We took the bus down Melrose, as driving immediately after sampling 60 wines is probably a bad idea. The tarte flambe compared poorly to the several we had in France...Here's Nico at the bus stop, looking way too happy. Why are her teeth so white?
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