Today’s food: Coffee and muffin, at some random cafe. Fresh fruit, iced tea, at Citizen Cake. Burger with avocado and cheddar, fries, Stella, at Flippers on Hayes. Crepe with chocolate, fresh figs, and vanilla ice cream, at Ti Couz. Booze at Zeitgeist. Giant bacon pork belly at Blue Plate. More booze at Argus, featuring, dear lord, a drink called the Jon Benet Ramsey, which includes ginger ale, vanilla vodka, and a crushed cherry.
Author: Aaron Weber
Mentor Inside
Branding becomes difficult when you’re producing something that isn’t directly seen. It’s not like you can flash “Mentor Saline Inside” on the screen during boot (or while knocking boots), and I don’t imagine it’ll be popular to use tattoos or literal brands to promote a particular variety of implant. Are there any real differences between brands of saline implant? “Well, mine have 0.4 mm walls and are guaranteed for 10 years or 100,000 miles.” Or maybe “You got a Hemi in there?“
Buy Buy Buy
Vomitola has been all about the intimate apparel recently, so I thought I’d contribute a link to Neighborhoodies, where you can buy, say, Allston-themed lingerie. Some items are suitable only for three-letter neighborhoods, apparently. Such a shame– you can say so much more with four letters!
I keep telling you, there is no cabal
San Francisco: much bigger than Boston. I got lost heading home from the ultra-swank Redwood Room (try the mango mojito) and within a few blocks stumbled through open-air drug markets and weathered-looking streetwalkers. Boston keeps itself better-dressed, I think, or just freezes all its street people to death in the winter.
I’m glad the conference is over and I’m free to wander about it and explore and understand it a little better. I’ve got a whole week off now and I’m looking forward to being able to set aside work-related thoughts like Miguel’s latest profile in Technology Review or some random whining about mergers and rumors.
Will you people quit it with the intrigue? I keep telling you, there is no cabal!
Now here’s a positive review, I think
… A must read for chick lit fans, subscribers to US Weekly, and anyone with an ounce of curiosity about Hollywood. Wow, I’ll be sure to miss that one.
Two from Motley Fool
Interview with Bill Nygren, fund manager, including “favorite mistakes.”
And more on the housing bubble and Freddie Mac, going over six reasons why there isn’t a bubble– more agile manufacturing, longer hold times and higher transaction fees, etc. etc. But the fact is, people are speculating in real estate directly or indirectly (through REITs), and as agile as centralized homebuilders are, it still takes a long time for permitting and building. There’s an office/lab building on Third and Binney that I think is still unused two years after construction: finished building it just as the office rental market went from 1% vacancy to 10%. They’re still building, two years on: more office, more retail, more biotech, and yes, more housing (some 200 condos, I think). In Boston, supply really is behind demand, and over-regulation means construction is too slow to even come close to catching up, but even if construction is more agile than it was, it’s still not close to actually being able to respond to demand changes in less than six to twelve months.
Popularity
Judging by the Boston area motorcycle listings. the Kawasaki Ninja seems to be the bike most rapidly outgrown, followed by the Suzuki Katana. The Katana is probably the more sophisticated of the two. I wonder if people are selling them to upgrade to larger bikes, and therefore a lot of items in the used market is a sign of healthy demand for Kawasaki products, or whether people are selling them to move on to something that’s not so … crotch-rockety, in which case Kawasaki had better watch out. Would have to compare bike sales new and used for a few years, then factor out the economy… generally impossible.
“Sell Sell Sell!” Department
Another reason to get out of the real-estate market—right now!
Not much else to say about this, really. Still have my eye on overpriced real estate, of course.
Hey You
Felipe’s in Harvard Square has tacos al pastor, apparently. Those who love that dish should be informed. I still have that cowboy hat and those Jon Franzen books, and I should give them back to you at some point. I often wonder where everyone I once knew has gone. But then, once I find out, I often lose interest. Where did you go? Where did I go?
Studiously Ignoring the Convention
On this side of the river, there’s not much going on conventionwise. Bookdwarf went to see Al Franken talk, and spotted the Clinton ladies at Noir, and shook hands with Madeline Allbright. But the traffic hasn’t been bad– apparently everyone who could just got out of town.
The convention does provide corroborating evidence for an idea suggested by a New Yorker profile several months ago: Barack Obama is the next great hope for this country. That, my friend, is a speech. Plus, what a name!