Does the rule apply to blogs, too?

Last week, I went to Caribou Coffee with Marie and Michael “Porter” Porter. No one I know calls him Michael, just “Porter”. In my phone’s contact list, he’s listed as “Porter Porter”. But I digress. We got our orders (White chocolate hot cocoa rules!), sat down at a table and then Marie turned and saw the chalkboard. In big letters in the middle of the board, it presents customers an opportunity to share some random worldly knowledge:

Caribou Coffee's chalkboard

There were some interesting factoids written on there, though we’re still not sure how “50% of federal gvt debt being paid down with more debt” works. Paying for debt with more debt isn’t paying down anything, it’s just moving debt from one source to another. And adding some extra debt from the new source along the way. But I digress again.

Let William Shatner Eat Cake!

I’m not sure how many details I can provide at the moment—I just made a Facebook page about this and I’m feeling kinda burned out. The short version: William Shatner is coming to the Twin Cities to perform a show at the Orpheum Theater on March 15th (“Shatner’s World: We Just Live In It”). Marie Porter is a huge fan and also an excellent cake designer. Click on her name under “My special love-monkeys” and you’ll see what I’m talking about. Since he’s coming to the Cities, she wants to make a cake for him (she hasn’t decided on a design yet, but it probably won’t be a Klingon Warbird—wouldn’t want to freak out Captain Kirk when the cake arrives).

Making a Facebook page worked to get Betty White to host Saturday Night Live, so I decided to do the same thing and see if that helps the cause. Thus, the Let William Shatner Eat Cake page. If it works, I’ll write about it and post some pictures on here. If it doesn’t… wouldn’t be the first time I’ve wasted a couple hours on Facebook with nothing to show for it.

No more free meals, squirrels!

Well, I shouldn’t have to worry about any more wildlife encounters like this one. Our initial solution for the hole in the garbage can lid was duct tape, but it’s been peeling away over time and we needed to find an alternative soon.

As it turned out, that alternative was offered by the garbage company. We sent in a request and now our old brown plastic can has been replaced by a giant pink garbage container. It’s pink because we paid a little extra to support breast cancer research; it’s also pink because it’s awesome. I wish I could see the looks on people’s faces as they drive down the street seeing green and blue and boring garbage and recycling bins and then BAM! Pink.

Just to help you all appreciate how awesome this change is, here are the two garbage containers sitting next to each other:

Blah vs. PINK!!!