Virtually Indestructible!

lighter-1218248_1280Last week, Apple came out with the iPhone7.  By my count, that’s seven different iPhones since they were first introduced in 2007.  Simple math and the life expectancy of an Apple telephone is, give or take, 18 months.  That’s pathetic.  Even in dog years, that’s pathetic.  Let’s face it, Apple is making their phones to be thrown away — and it doesn’t have to be that way.  Remember the old Nokia phones?  I have no idea how the Finns made those things, but you couldn’t tear them up with hand grenades.  I’ll betcha there are still people out there somewhere using them.  But the Nokia phone is proof we don’t have to live in a world where everything falls apart.  Here are some other examples (taken from my personal experience) of everyday stuff that will last forever under normal use:

Zippo Lighters — Every badass on this planet has a Zippo lighter (mine is monogrammed.)  Zippos have been through at least 3 major wars and come out the other side.  They’ve gone to the top of Everest and been salvaged out of the Pacific Ocean.  Treat them right, and you’ll never even have to replace the wick.  Break them (practically impossible) and Zippo will fix them for free.

Flash Drive Memory Sticks — The only bit of contemporary technology that will outlast the data you’ve got stored on it.

Tilley Hats — These things don’t wear out — ever.  And if yours does (which it won’t) Tilley will replace it — no charge.  Rumour has it that a Tilley hat was once eaten by an elephant and a couple of days later, through the normal course of events, the owner got it back — intact.  I don’t know whether he washed it and wore it, but he did get it back.

Crocs — Yeah, they don’t wear out but that’s not a good thing.

Lego — At a time when most kids’ toys break getting them out of the box, Lego is the wunderkind of every child’s imagination.  You can build anything with Lego, then take it apart and build something else — a million times — because Lego bricks never break.  They’re manufactured to withstand 400 kilograms (900 lbs.) of pressure, which means Lego will survive tornadoes, cyclones, tsunamis, hurricanes and even most earthquakes.  About the only way to deliberately destroy a piece of Lego is shoot it with a high-powered rifle.  So, if your kid ever breaks a piece of Lego, just back away slowly and call the police.

And finally:

Cast Iron Pans — My mother had a cast iron pan (God only knows where she got it from) that my sister just recently gave to her granddaughter.  That’s one single frying pan, used and abused by four plus generations, for what’s getting close to 100 years.  And you’d never know my great niece didn’t buy it yesterday.  Heavy, awkward and ugly, you can hit a cast iron pan with a truck and check for damage — on the truck.  I’m pretty sure that after The Apocalypse, cockroaches will be cooking their bacon in a cast iron frying pan.

I spit on planned obsolescence and drive away — in my 1985 Toyota Tercel.

Thank God They’re Gone!

not famousA couple of weeks ago, E! cancelled I Am Cait — and not a minute too soon.  Quite frankly, Caitlyn Jenner’s 15 minutes were up last year when she appeared on the cover of Vanity Fair.  Unfortunately, it doesn’t look like Cait is going to go quietly, but, with any luck at all, she’ll just dissolve back into the Kardashian Universe and we’ll never hear from her again.

Here are a few other celebs who’ve recently got the memo “Hey! You’re Not Famous Anymore.”  And don’t worry if you don’t know who these people are — as “media whores” go, they obviously weren’t that good.

Sean Combs, Puff Daddy, P. Diddy or whatever he’s calling himself this week — Back in the day, this guy actually had a music career, but he got outrun by younger, faster and better.  Ever since then, he’s been trying (unsuccessfully) to reinvent himself and has changed his name so many times even Google doesn’t know who he is.

The crowd from Jersey Shore — Will we ever forget Snooki and her friends? (I’m guessin’ yes.)  Honestly, calling yourself JWoww or The Situation in 2016 is just sad.

Nick Carter — Very few people knew who this guy was even when he actually was somebody.

Charlie Sheen — The poster boy for WTF.  “Hey, Chuck! Nobody cares anymore!”

Shia LaBeouf — Charlie Sheen’s evil little brother.  Every since LaBeouf showcased his acting talents in Transformers, he’s made a new career out of being a jackass.  It isn’t working.

Tyga — One of the ickier members of the Kardashian Universe.  His claim to fame was “dating” a very underage Kylie Jenner — with, I might add, Caitlyn and the rest of the crew’s tacit approval.  These days, he’s living off his rep and making headlines for getting robbed.

Jonathan Cheban — Another Kardashian hanger-on people generally referred to as “Who?”

And finally, the grandmother of them all:

Paris Hilton — The gal who invented Nouveau Skank.  Paris started falling off the media radar when she dumped BFF Nicole Ritchie and people discovered just how boring she was as a solo act.  These days, she’s a DJ and was seen recently, in Vegas, pumping out fake orgasms for the Thunder From Down Under crowd.

Fame, thy name is transient — thank God.

 

5 Reasons Why I Love Autumn

autumnI’ve already said I hate summer, so chances are good I’m on Satan’s shortlist of souls he’d like to meet and greet — permanently.  Hating summer is like seeing an ugly baby and then actually saying it : everybody kinda agrees with you, but nobody’s on your side.  However, as the man said, “If you’re going to Hell anyway, you might as well just keep driving.”  So summer might not actually suck — all the time — but here are 5 reasons why I prefer autumn.

Autumn is active — When summer is over, you can actually do things again — like walking down the street or standing waiting for a bus — without feeling like a tributary of the Amazon is flowing down the back of your shirt and into your underwear.

Autumn is cozy — There is nothing better than a fuzzy sweater on a chilly evening.  And is there anybody in this world who doesn’t like fat, warm socks?  These are two of life’s priceless little pleasures that release tons of endorphins.  Unfortunately, they’re not available to us when the temperature is 36 degrees in the shade — and there ain’t no shade.  It is my considered opinion that the lack of fuzzy sweaters and fat socks is why people in desert countries are so grouchy all the time.

Autumn moves — Summer doesn’t move.  It just lies on you like a Hot Fudge Quilt.  Autumn, on the other hand, lives on the breeze.  You can taste it in the early morning, fresh as that first cup of coffee.  It plays in the trees like Peter Pan having a giggle.  It swirls and twirls tiny tornados of leaves at your feet, teases your hair like a casual lover and sends you to bed with an extra blanket tucked up to your chin.

Autumn is made of soup — There is only so much cremated cow a man can stand.  Autumn is the time for great cauldrons of things that sound and bubble and fill up the house with steam and smell and plenty; served in great bowls with bread or in a thick mug, balanced just right between you and your book.

And finally:

Autumn is serious — When the temperature starts to drop in the Northern Hemisphere, we all have this weird cultural memory that “Winter is Coming” and it’s going to try to kill us.  We don’t lay in stocks of food and firewood anymore, but we do subconsciously put away the toys of summer and assemble our tools.  That’s why God made “Back to School” sales.

It might still be three weeks until Autumn is “officially” here, but Mother Nature and I always start early — right after Labour Day.  And I can see it from here.