Nag on the Lake

Wednesday, March 05, 2008

Old Niagara Postcards

I love these old Niagara images I bought at the fudge shop. I live very close to the clock tower in the second photo.

At last, help for the blind drunk

Have you ever been so drunk you can't see but would like just one more beer to keep that buzz going? Worry no longer about snapping the cap of a pop in error. The downside is you have to learn braille first.

Soda cans, beer cans, canned coffee... in Japan, it's not always easy to distinguish one from the other with your eyes closed. With that in mind, Japanese brewers have begun stamping patterns of raised dots on top of their beer cans.

Via I nventor Spot

Pimp my chicken

Foster Farms: Transformation
Uploaded by hourigan

Via

It is excellent to have a giant's strength, yes it is

Douglas Jones’ clients include the New York Times, Washington Post, Penguin Books, Fast Company and way more. But, these posters – which recontextualize Shakespeare against “the rural Canadian experience” – were made as a self-promotion piece (translation: for fun).

Via who else? The CANADIAN DESIGN RESOURCE

Tuesday, March 04, 2008

It is a dark and stormy night

The wind is howling and the ice pellets are beating against the window. "Ice rain" I think. Hey, wait a minute, that's not what it's called! I had to struggle for about ten seconds before the correct term came to me: freezing rain. And what I suffer from must be freezing brain.

Now you don't have to choose between brains and brawn

Great Minds Now Have Great Bodies

René "Don't Start" Descartes (above)

I'm thinking he pumps iron therefore he is :-)

It could always be worse

A reader from Scotland emailed me asking whether Mr. Nag ever gets annoyed with me for spending so much time blogging. Truth is that my guy is a big fan of any hobby that keeps me from nagging him about the myriad home repairs that are crying out to be done. As long as it keeps me off the streets where I might scare the horses (yes, there are lots of them here in Niagara-on-the-Lake) he's all for it! I suspect he's also grateful that I'm not a Trekkie, a taxidermist, a Civil War re-enactor or an erotic falconer.