Archive for March, 2007

Nostalgia Tuesday: Meta Edition



If the print that Granny is holding here weren’t cropped so tightly you’d see that the boy in the picture is looking at a picture of a boy looking at a picture of a boy looking at a picture of a boy looking at a picture of a boy looking at a picture of a boy looking at a picture of a boy looking at a picture of a boy looking at a picture of a boy looking at a picture…

Cotton gin is okay, but the juniper flavor tastes much better.


Why we should demand voting machines with auditable paper trails



I’m not one of those guys who thinks that someone could get away with maliciously swinging an election by monkeying with electronic voting results. This isn’t because I believe it can’t happen. It’s because I believe that it would be really hard for someone to keep it a secret.

Nope. I’m not worried about the conspiracy theory kind of crap. I’m worried about something far, far simpler.

Here’s why I believe we need paper trails on our voting machines:

People screw up.

Check out THIS STORY (from CNN) about a computer technician in Alaska who accidentally deleted nine months worth of data concerning the Alaska Permanent Fund. The APF is a fund that distributes oil revenues to the citizens of the state. For the rest of us, this would be like the IRS accidentally deleting all of the records for every person’s tax refund in your state.

Nine months worth of information concerning the yearly payout from the Alaska Permanent Fund was gone: some 800,000 electronic images that had been painstakingly scanned into the system months earlier, the 2006 paper applications that people had either mailed in or filed over the counter, and supporting documentation such as birth certificates and proof of residence.

And the only backup was the paperwork itself — stored in more than 300 cardboard boxes.

According to this article, it cost over $220,000 in overtime and contractor fees to recreate the data from the paper record. Imagine what the cost would have been if the paper didn’t exist at all. What would your options even be?

Think … What would it cost to have a “do over” election?

Ding Dong, the name is gone! Ameriquest Field renamed Rangers Ballpark in Arlington



Today is a happy day. The Texas Rangers have announced that they’ve struck a deal with Ameriquest to return the naming rights to the team.

I was a little miffed when they sold the naming rights to Ameriquest in the first place. Not because I objected to them selling the name in the first place, I understand that’s part of the business, but because I thought that a subprime lending company was a rather irresponsible choice. (Especially for one that didn’t really net all that much money as naming deals go.)

Anyway, I’m sure the new/old name is only temporary. Surely it’s being shopped again in search of a better deal. Here are my predictions:

Suburban Stadium
In a desperate move to reverse the ever-tanking fortunes of the ballclub and the American automaker who manufactures trucks just down the street, the greatest suburban stadium will be sponsored by the most suburban nameplate in SUVs: The Suburban. As an added promotion, season ticket holders who drive the big ute from Chevy/GMC will receive free parking, however, the gas expense will offset any potential savings.

KBR Park
In a brilliant no-bid contract that won’t be announced to the public until several years after the deal is in effect, the naming rights will secretly be sold to the private security firm quietly running much of the action in Iraq. In exchange for the naming rights, KBR will be hired to “rebuild” the Rangers minor league system, but will rack up a bill several times the size of A-Rod’s infamous contract and lose large quantities of cash because Frisco “lacks quality accounting standards.”

Wal-Mart Yards
In this deal, Tom Hicks will actually pay Wal-Mart $3 billion dollars and the city of Arlington will give Wal-Mart a tax abatement in exchange for the company building a store in Wal-Mart SuperCenterfield. The dot race will be run by a field composed entirely of whistling, yellow smiley faces and Hebrew National dogs and Dr. Pepper will be replaced by Sam’s Choice “Probably not Horsemeat” dogs and Great Value “I Can’t Believe It’s Not Battery Acid” cola.

Halliburton Park
To balance out the negative publicity of moving their HQ from Houston to Dubai, the company formerly run by the most famous former Rangers owner’s VP will jump at a chance to work a naming rights deal in “America’s Pastime.” Of course, the deal won’t be without influence from our regal Arabian overlords. Despite the 100o mid-season temperatures in Arlington, the gigantic Liberty Bell in left field will be replaced by an artificial snow skiing slope and a gold-leaf-covered chair lift. Beer sales will cease immediately.

Pfizer Pfield
In a deal that will feature Rafael Palmeiro’s triumphant return to sports marketing, the ballpark will be renamed “Pfizer Pfield.” This deal will be worth several million on top of the naming rights to include other on-and-off field promotions throughout the year including:

  • “Lipitor Dollar Dog Night”
  • “The Detrol Dot Race” (In a race sponsored by an “overactive bladder” medication, the yellow dot is a pretty safe bet.)
  • “The Relpax Reliever of the Year” award will be sponsored by Pfizer’s best selling migraine medication. The award won’t go to the reliever with the most saves, holds, or lowest ERA. It will go to the reliever whose late inning disasters end up causing the biggest increase in Relpax prescriptions among the coaching staff and front office.
  • The late August “Viagra Stretch Run” will feature discounted tickets after the Rangers have taken their typical late summer flop and provide a lift to sales after the team has been mathematically eliminated from the playoffs

Happy St. Paddy’s Day from Greenville Ave.



I didn’t feel like backpacking the “real” camera in two miles to the parade (and wandering around with it all day) so all I got were shots from the cellphone crapcam, but some are entertaining none-the-less.

You can view the slideshow here.

Nostalgia Tuesday: SCANDAL! My Sister Topless!



I almost forgot to post a Nostalgia Tuesday photo today. Luckily my sister sent me an IM to remind me…

Dont forget today is Tuesday…embarrass your sis with old photos day!

Mission accomplished.

The Junkmail Project: Rain, sleet or snow, the postman Marches on

It’s been a while since I’ve posted an update on the Junkmail Project. Rest assured, I haven’t lost interest yet. I’m still keeping track, I’ve just been a little too busy to summarize the progress recently due to traveling. Thankfully, even though I’ve been on the road, those who have picked up my mail in my absence have done a great job of keeping each day’s bounty separate from the next. (Thanks Mom and Sis!)

Before I get into the meat of the update, I want to take a moment to keep the record “fair and balanced.” (No apologies to FoxNews.) In my last post I harped on the Budget/Avis car rental company for a cheap, underhanded direct mail piece they sent me. Lest you get the impression that I think all direct marketing and “junkmail” I get is the spawn of Satan, I’d like to highlight a positive piece as well.

A few days after my Budget rant, the fine folks at Gillette sent me a free Fusion razor. I’d never bothered buying the fabled 6-blade razor in the store because, well, quite frankly I thought the concept was ridiculous. It seems that every time the razor manufacturers are ready to one up each other, they just tack another blade or two on the end of the shaver and give it a funny new name. My three blade razor did the job just fine. (Especially now that I work at home and don’t generally bother to shave until the scruff grows out to the point it starts to itch.) This is just a way to part those looking for the latest/greatest thing from their money, right?

Well, the free razor did the trick. I laughed at first, but this razor is pretty slick. And it has lasted longer than my triple slicer model usually does. I mocked the three blade razor before I switched. I suppose I’ll think twice about making fun of the 37 blade razor that’s sure to come out next month. For the cost of an item that retails at about nine bucks (and probably cost them about a buck to produce and mail) they’ve bought a long-term customer in me. Why can’t more companies take such straightforward marketing approaches? Kudos Gillette. Thanks for believing in your product enough to let consumers make an honest choice. Great job. (See Dad, not all of us professional marketers are evil.)

Now, back to the rapidly filling junk box in my home office…

As of this update, there have been 56 days of mail delivery this year. I have received almost exactly 8 kilograms (17.6 lbs.) of mail, and of that 4.9 kilograms (10.8 lbs.) of that has been pure unsolicited junk. The bulk of that non-spam weight has been magazines.

I’m starting to wonder if I should have included periodicals (that I actually subscribe to) in this count, as it seems to skew the overall total making the spam look proportionally smaller — especially since I’ve subscribed to a fantastic, but thick and heavy new photography magazine. (You can vote for my recent submission to the magazine here.)

But, at the same time that I recognize the shift the magazines put on the mail totals, my journalistic roots give me faith that you, dear reader, are intelligent enough to decide for yourself just how much it matters. So the category will stay.

This graph shows that Pac Man has definitely eaten too much ghost recently.

Looking at the graph above, you can see that Pac Man’s bulimia has gotten worse in the last couple of months. Because of the increase in magazines (the green) he has to open a little wider to get it all out, but he still comprises about two-thirds of the overall chart himself. Personal correspondence and account-related mail still only makes up about 8% of the total volume. (If you want to compare, the original graph can be found here.)

See how the mountain of mail has grown?

To provide a little perspective, this washing machine doesn’t have enough capacity to wash all of the unsolicited mail I’ve received so far in a single load.

Hot Springs Eternal



I just got back from a business trip to Hot Springs, Arkansas. It’s a quirky little town that’s well worth taking the time to wander around, especially if you have a camera. It boasts several interesting examples of Gilded Age architecture and a strong nostalgic link to the turn of the turn of the 20th century holistic medicine craze. Looking at all of the old bathhouses, sanitariums, and shops that once housed “medicinal water” vendors reminded me of the movieThe Road to Wellville.

The building in the picture above with the lighted towers keeping watch over the main strip is The Arlington Hotel. The nifty old building is where I stayed (and worked) during the trip, and apparently was a favorite getaway for Al Capone.

I took a few other pictures during the trip but haven’t processed many of them yet. Those pictures that are up can be viewed HERE and when I get more photoshop work done I’ll just tack the additions on to that slideshow.

Nostalgia Tuesday: Happy Birthday Sis!



It’s a couple days early, but hey, I’ve gotta stick to the Tuesday schedule, right?

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