Things I Could Do Without: Restaurant Edition ~ by Jay

Not just restaurants - breastaurants.

And they're aiming higher than Hooters. So to speak.

Meanwhile, over at Twin Peaks, a franchise based on a mountain lodge theme where the girls wear plaid tops, suspenders and hiking boots, CEO Randy DeWitt says that his breastaurant is a lot more high brow than Hooters.

'I knew guys like me would like a man cave where the waitresses are pretty and friendly, and we thought we could create a concept sufficiently differentiated from Hooters,' he said.

'I thought Hooters had taken the low-brow route, and we're taking the high road. We have higher-quality food, and the uniforms on our girls are more finished. Hooters is more blue collar. We do well where Hooters isn't accepted.'

I can't even begin to explain everything that's wrong with this.

(thanks for pointing this out, you-who-know-you-are)

How Weird Is That? ~ by Tigermom

I had a dream last night, or maybe it was just thoughts on awakening, about a good old friend with whom I have not been in contact for a while. There had been some personal problems in her life. I wondered how the issues had been resolved. I was really missing her.

After dinner tonight, I checked my inbox and there was an email from her. Her mother died suddenly this week.

Time for an old fashioned letter. Or a covered dish. Or both.

Conversations With My Daughter (+1) ~by Jay

J: It's my birthday Sunday and so I get to choose what we do.

Eve: The Harry Potter movie!

Sam: Did you hear Mommy say SHE gets to choose?

Eve: Well, Mommy wants to make me happy, so she'll choose the Harry Potter movie. Then I'll be happy, and Mommy will be happy. It's a win-win.

Things I Could Do Without : Advertising Division ~ by Jay

Siddown, John! ~ by Jay

Instead of the complex meditation on patriotism that I'd planned, I offer you

Overheard ~ by Jay

Stream-of-consciousness from the visitor in the hospital to the nurse at the desk in the ICU:

I don't believe in doctors. I mean, who needs 'em? It's not like I can afford anything, anyway, not since that Obamanation got elected. I told my daughter if I kick off, you take my ashes and send them to the White House with a note that says "You killed me, you son of a bitch". I'm 72 - lived longer than anyone in my family; no one else made it past 60, but now I can't afford any of my medicine thanks to you-know-who and his frickin' donut hole.

He kept talking but I managed to finish what I was doing and walk away without engaging him and pointing out that it was George Bush who inaugurated the donut hole and there haven't been any changes in Medicare benefits yet from the Affordable Care Act.