An end to supersize in the supercity
The city of New York has a new regulation pending. No selling glasses of soft drink that exceed an arbitrary limit of 16 ounces. No mention if the measure limits the ice cube filler. Anyhow, there will be no limit imposed on those patrons that wish to purchase more than two 8 ounce portions at a time. Do the math, if you can. The city obviously can’t.
Somewhere, someone was insulted by the following term of dietary endearment: “Pink Slime”. And that someone has a bone to pick with a certain large media firm. Off to court we go, high hoe.
Here’s hoping we can wait things out. The price of gas is expected to fall by this weekend. Locally, it only made it to $1.47/litre (which is a tie with the previous high). Given the lack of any natural disaster, the commentary calls the current price point “greedy”. I concur. Monopoly/Oligarchy does stuff like this. It will happen again; they’re just testing our willpower.
In another moment of anxiety about having to move with more than one big truckload, I threw out several more armfuls of stuff this afternoon. Nothing precious, although that box of hard drives might contain the secret to something or other. Actually, my big old server (PS/2 Model 80) hit the curb just before suppertime. Just after suppertime, someone with a van pulled up and claimed his prize. I wanted to shout “You win! It still runs!” but I didn’t want to scare him off before he closed the hatch. Better his basement than mine. For the record, it contained a 486 processor.
