Mighty Goods

I’m doing something neat! Please come look. Together with Douglas Bowman of Stopdesign, I’m excited to announce the launch of Mighty Goods. (Trumpets sound, flags unfurl, cue the sexy dancing girls!) It’s a shopping blog full of good stuff, and we’ve been working on it for quite some time. I just love it. I hope you will also love it, because, as you know, your approval sustains me. Hooray for stuff!

Let There be Light

While in D.C., we took a tour of the National Building Museum, which was having an exhibit on concrete. The exhibit was surprisingly fascinating, in part because our tour guide was the curator who put it together. Near the end of the tour, he said we were going to look at examples of “the holy grail of concrete, which is, of course, transparent concrete.” Of course.

Anyway, he then showed us various examples of light-conducting concrete, of which this was my favorite.

Hi-Larious

This little girl is standing on the sidewalk with her arms tied behind back. Her wrists are secured with a green nylon jump rope; she is about eight. It takes me a moment to figure out that this is a game, and not some freaky form of punishment being exacted by a missing adult. Her younger sister tries unsuccessfully to feed her sunflower seeds, and then doubles over laughing when the seeds fall on the pavement. This is why kids need backyards.

Overheard: Barflies and Honey

Scenario: Gina has locked herself in the bathroom at the Stone Crow on West 4th.

Girlfriend: Gina! Get out here!…GINA!… I am seriously going to kick your ass if you don’t open this door… You’re freaking me out…GEEEEENNNNAAA!

Female Bar Owner: How long has she been in there?

Girlfriend: About twenty minutes?

FBO: She had too much to drink?

Girlfriend: Oh yeah.

FBO: Gina, honey. You’ve gotta unlock the door.

Girlfriend: GINA! Let. Us. In.

FBO: If you don’t unlock the door, I’m gonna have to call the police, and then they’ll have to break the door in…

Girlfriend: GINA! OPEN THE FUCKING DOOR!

(The male bartender notices what’s up and comes over to the door.)

Bartender: Her name is Gina?

Girlfriend: Yeah.

Bartender: (Adopts an incredibly soothing tone.) Gina, honey, I know you don’t feel good. If you can just reach up and unlock the door, I can come in and take care of you… Just reach up and unlock the door, and I’ll take care of everything…

Gina: Click!

Bartender: There you go.