Murals are bad for the economy

HAhAHAHAHA. Douglas, guess where a new mural is? Piney Branch and New Hampshire, prime mural territory. This is a facet of my Pontiac/Mural Theory of Where Not to Live. Again, it is fairly simple, you do not want to be in an area that has:
A) a high percentage of Pontiac brand cars.
B) Murals
I have yet to see a mural out here but there are far too many Pontiacs to pass the test.
Now, for murals, I believe the penultimate mural is the one that used to be near the Silver Spring Metro, which was taken down in a brazen attempt by Silver Spring to throw off its urban gritty side in a flurry of gentrification. It was superseded by the Discovery mural a block or two up the street, reclaiming Silver Spring a struggling area now with Red Lobster.
Where is you favorite mural? This should be a book, all about murals and the neighborhoods they inhabit. What a fascinating sociological study. Seriously.
Don't take my idea.

Pink House

Here is a picture of a cool house along the river. It's pink. I don't understand, why could we build sweet looking buildings and houses 150 years ago in freaking Ohio and yet everything built in the last 50 years out here looks like shit? The old buildings have all sorts of fancy brick work and extra things that have names that I don't know and they look sweet. Imagine Ohio 100 years ago. Okay, now imagine how much easier it is for us now to do anything and still we insist on crappy quality and mediocrity.

Rite-Aid Theory of Economic Indication

I have a theory that Douglas has heard and it holds a good amount of truth. I wish I had some pictures supporting my theory, I'll have to do a little scouting around here. It is a simple theory, based mainly on the Rite Aid in White Oak but it has many supporting locations as well. Rite Aid is a struggle box. Wherever a Rite Aid is, you don't want to be there. The second you walk into a Rite Aid, you are entering the ghetto. The Giant in White Oak doesn't have that feeling, probably because there isn't a security guard at the entrance. Or maybe it is because you can look into the Giant, the Rite Aid feels the need to block the windows so you can't tell they are being robbed or if there are homeless people in there or something. CVS, well really it's People's Drug but whatever, doesn't have the same poverty stricken feeling. I don't think I'm too off base. If a Rite Aid moves in, well, you should move out.
My next blog will be the introduction of the Mural Theory of Poverty. Douglas likes that one as well.

First flowers of spring

Well, even though there is snow on the ground, the crocuses were blooming Saturday, these were the first flowers I've seen out here. Is it possible that the sidewalks could be slate? Big sections of slate? I'll take a picture of them. I'll take pics of some of the houses around here, some are pretty neat. Alright, back to Seinfeld reruns.

More Maumee

Here are a bunch of fisherman standing right next to each other. Seems a little silly standing next to a bunch of people and fishing. Notice the snow on the ground. Yes, they had a white Easter. I'm making brownies from the Ghiradelli bar recipe. They look way too fluffy to be a proper brownie, damn you cake like brownie eaters! What the hell is wrong with you? Eat some cake if you want a freaking cake, and leave the delicious fudge like brownie alone.

Maumee river

Picture of the Maumee river at flood stage. This is where I'm going to catch my record walleye. The river is dammed 4 miles upstream so the fish can only go that far when they spawn in the spring. Pretty smart.

hurrah for me

I finally figured how to login to my blog and make entries. It's amazing what a few beers and a lonely friday night will do. Good for me. I'm sitting here staring at my fish and wondering what it is like to live in a fish tank. Do they know any better or do they hate me for making them swim in circles? I feel bad now that I've trapped them, but they would just live in some other crappy fish tank so I guess I should just enjoy them. At least they get real plants. Maybe when they get big I'll release them into Lake Erie and see what fun they can have! It is surprising to see Daniel with a beer can for his junk because I have a Coke can! Genetics are a fascinating.