N Baby Mascot == Good Candy

Posted by: on Apr 30, 2007 | One Comment

My package of Conguitos came with a free plastic Sambo!

According to their web site:

Conguitos, roasted peanuts covered in chocolate, have been on the market for over 40 years. Their mascot, the Conguito, is a familiar and endearing character.
Due to evolution and the changing times, our mascot has also evolved and slightly changed in order to adapt to the present day.
When the “Conguito” was born in the sixties the mascot was perceived as a tiny character covered in chocolate and it has slowly evolved and been updated.

Um, okay. We’re not making fun of black people, honest! It’s a tiny character covered in chocolate. Or tar. Wait, chocolate.

This all makes much more sense after listening to their kickin’ theme song. Okay, well, perhaps not.

cc: Revs. Jackson and Sharpton

Spain Photos

Posted by: on Apr 5, 2007 | 2 Comments

…starting to put a few up on Flickr, of the 2900+ that I took.

I’ll be posting more over the new few days, weeks, whatever.

Get your Gaudi history here. (This is not where the word “gaudy” comes from, as it dates back to the 16th century, but many think Gaudi is gaudy.) And interesting Gaudi tid-bit:

Gaudí’s abandoned plans for a New York skyscraper hotel were re-proposed for the redesign of the World Trade Center after the September 11, 2001 attacks.

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So Long Spain

Posted by: on Apr 4, 2007 | No Comments

…aside from the biblical rains the last day and my cafe con gamba (yes, somehow a whole prawn ended up in my coffee at a tapas bar), you have a mighty fine country there. (What I saw at least…)

Oh, and thanks for all the signs and menus in English.

…oh, and to the family yesterday on UA 901 who made me give up my nice window seat so your precious little family could all sit together, that was a serious dick move. You knew I’d be seen as some horrible child-hating bastard if I didn’t give up my seat, and you took advantage of it. If you want to sit together, book in advance and pick out your seats like I did, you assholes. The aisle seat I got in exchange had two old people on the inside who needed frequent restroom breaks — and all your shit was in the bin above my head which you accessed no less than 17 times. (I counted.) Just because you spawned does not give you license to run me over with your stroller, ruin my movie and dinner and especially steal my plane seat for a 12hr flight.