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April 9, 2007
Bunnies Are Cute
Peeps are so useful. A little rearranging and you've got a slew of new friends. Here are my favorites from this weekend's festivities.
Meet Meepblorg. He's from away.
Oscar has a funny feeling that someone is after his easter egg.
Heather came down from Boston for a booze filled bonanza of a weekend. Lordy. That girl is a bad influence on me...
Here are some excerpts from our mis-adventures. Please note the surplus of vintage clothing acquired on a late evening run to my new favorite shop...
Mary made Heather and I Easter buskets. :) She so crafty.
Hee.
Karaoke Revolution and Rumpleminze... A lethal combination.
My favorite score of the night - a sweet lil army jacket. I look relatively dignified. This must have been early in the evening.
Laura's just pretty.
Is a caption really necessary?
Michelle proclaimed that the first lady to successfully operate her son's Sit 'n Spin (can you believe they are actually called that???) would receive a fabulous prize. I nailed that shit. I won 14 cents, a Babe the Pig keychain and an expired credit card. Just another wacky night in Danbury, Connecticut...
Posted by Sarah at 7:45 PM | Comments (2)
April 4, 2007
Free The Lobsters!
My friend Gordon was in town last week from Portland, so we decided to meet up somewhere near my house and grab a beer. I picked a local sports bar that I hadn't been to in a while since I knew it would be a pretty quiet place to play some pool and catch up (no big games going on that night).
As we walked back to the pool table, you can imagine my astonishment when I saw THIS:
THIS is a claw machine (normally designed to snatch up crappy little stuffed animals) designed for snatching up LIVE LOBSTERS. If you catch one, the kitchen will cook it for you.
My friend's first comment was "If there was one of these things in Portland, it would take about 5 minutes for someone to douse this in a bucket of pig's blood." Yet, here in Newtown it is apparently considered completely acceptable and good, clean fun.
I am pissed.
What's next? A claw machine full of puppies? How about an adoption machine? You could just fill the tanks with babies - that's sure to drive up revenue at your local tavern.
Mind you, I eat lobster once or twice a year. I like it. They are tasty. But, I do make a point of only eating them when I am in Maine and know they have not been trapped in a tank of their own filth for 6 months before I dig in. There is such a thing as ethical treatment of animals and a claw based death machine ain't it.
Has anyone seen these anywhere else? I am writing to PETA and my local humane society. I urge you all to do the same. Of course, I am tempted to either take a sledgehammer to it (Gordon's idea) or take a trip to the local butcher for a bucket of the red stuff - but, diplomacy first. Deep breath, then diplomacy.
Am I alone in my outrage?
Ugh.
ps - I am particularly disgusted by the smiling cartoon lobster holding a cute little heart in the death machine's logo.
Posted by Sarah at 12:33 PM | Comments (3)