
There’s really no story behind this photo. Does anyone need an excuse to post a lovely picture, especially one of bacon?

There’s really no story behind this photo. Does anyone need an excuse to post a lovely picture, especially one of bacon?
Ann Friedman’s Disapproval Matrix. Click to see the original.
Here’s Ann Friedman’s Disapproval Matrix, a quadrant chart that she created in her “ongoing quest for the perfect framework for understanding haters”. You may have seen her piece on haters earlier this year in New York magazine, which featured this other clever chart of hers:
The two axes that span the Disapproval Matrix are:
These axes create four quadrants, which Friedman covers quite well in her article. Her recommendation is to listen to the negative feedback coming from the upper half, and pay no mind to the negative feedback coming from the lower half.
I love this graph. Be sure to read Friedman’s post!
Found thanks to AKMA, on his Facebook feed.

Photo by Yours Truly, taken March 2013.
…is seeing the multi-purpose institution known (and loved) by locals as Florida Food, Fuel and Fried Chicken. The photo above is mine; the photo below was taken by a Flickr user going by the handle “xvm”:
Photo by “xvm”, taken October 2011.
Click to see the original.
It’s actually a BP station. It looks as though the proprietor decided that the BP name was mud in the aftermath of the 2010 Deepwater Horizon spill and decided to rebrand. I think it’s a pretty good idea: the vinyl overlay was probably the most cost-effective way to redo the sign, the name is certainly memorable, and the use of Impact (“the official font of memes everywhere”) gives the sign a sort of home-spun feel. And hey, fried chicken!
If you ever find yourself in need of gas, chicken (according to this review, they even have chicken gizzards and livers), locally-grown produce and electronic cigarettes, this place has you covered. Here’s a handy map in case you want to head on down:

Of course, there are times when you want the scenario in the bottom picture. Say, on a Saturday tryst.
Found via Tom Bailey via Karen Lee.

…and I am observing all baggage restrictions, having left my chainsaw at home.

Yipee!

I got my hair cut this afternoon, and they did a nice job. There was something odd, though.
When the stylist was finished with my hair, she took a look at me and asked “I’d like to trim your eyebrows. Would you like me to trim your eyebrows?”
My reply: “No way! I’m going for the ‘Asian Scorsese’ look!”
(Or maybe the Asian “Roger Sterling” look.)