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Healed by a Sambo’s Hot Dog

Healed by a Sambo’s Hot Dog

“Daddy,” I gasped, woozy-eyed. “I’m sick and only one thing can cure me.” I had a scratchy throat and the beginning of a headache. My nose was running. I knew what was coming. The only way to avert it: A pilgrimage to the holy site....
The Old Sales Dog Speaks

The Old Sales Dog Speaks

“Oh yeah, I hear they’re really¬†fact-based¬†there. Yeah, they make all their decisions based on metrics. Very analytical” said the young man in the grey Italian slacks. He looked like he was trying to convince himself of something, or avoid discussing...

And from the Ashes Shall Rise Mexican Sushi

Sbarro is on its last legs, again: Second bankruptcy in 3 years. Neil Irwin has a good article on it here. They aren’t that iconic, really. I doubt there will be much more hand-wringing and sorrow beyond what we see in this article. It’s not as though...
Three! THREE! Elephants in the Room!

Three! THREE! Elephants in the Room!

We need to talk about a few things. Like these elephants in the room. If you’re in North America, and if the past is any indication of the future, you most likely will survive the coming year without being killed by terrorists. In fact, it’s fairly...