Mops, Socks, and Chardonnay: June 2009 Archives

Ok, I think the following concept is both brilliant and incredibly stupid all at the same time. The best ideas are like that - atomic bombs? Jordache jeans? Deregulating the banking industry? Well, alright, the last one was just stupid.

In the annals of great inventions that are doomed to denigration and misunderstanding, I offer - the beer bike! Via Jaunted we find that those clever Dutch have developed a multi-drinker system of transportation where you pedal around town, getting exercise, all while drinking beer. The only concern I have is that, other than the more frequent than normal number of traffic accidents they seem to experience, what happens after an hour or so of beer quaffing? Will the bike have to stop every five minutes or so for a used beer recycling break? Where do they find all the restrooms? Does the driver have a map? It might be difficult to actually get from point A to point B, but then again, that really isn't the point is it?

I would so like to try this but I'm afraid my bachelor party days are long behind me. As well as drinking-all-afternoon days. And pedaling-around-European-cities-while-drunk days, too. Which I've never actually done but I'm always up for new experiences.

On our last return leg back through DFW (which is Dallas-Fort Worth airport, but we experienced flyers all use the airport codes to show off how cool we are), we ended up in Terminal C which was a different kind of hell that is strangely, much like the other hells that are Terminals A and B.

Fortunately, we had arrived at New Orleans International for our flight to Dallas with time to spare and decided to invest that time in a nice shrimp po'boy from Acme Oyster House. So we weren't hungry for anything when we arrived in Dallas, nor by the time we got to Colorado Springs, nor anytime for the next couple of days. But I digress. While trudging from one end of the terminal to the other, not because we had to - we just like wandering up and down airport terminals, it's a thing, we happened to pass a food court where benighted and unfortunate airline customers who hadn't dined on shrimp po'boys, had to find sustenance. And lo' we did behold something new in this world and it was: 'a bad idea'. No make that 'A Profoundly Bad Idea'.