Icash 2.0 Scotch Brite branded pre-paid cash card (Taiwan).

You take your little Scotch Brite thingie to an “add value agency” or metro station

and you throw some cash at a machine/clerk. Now you’re carrying around a loaded Scotch Brite scouring pad pre-paid cash card, God help you.

Grouse Hinds art deco design traffic signal cabinet/keyway.

Icypi was a cone-jacketed rectangular ice cream system created in the mid-1920s, “The Snappy Pal for Ice Cream.”

There are many different ice cream scoopers. A lot of rectangular ones including Icypi. See also the clipper.

I have my own theories about rectangular ice cream systems. First, look at these ads.

Where’s the ice cream? Yes, it’s completely enveloped by the cone like a big ice cream hug, but still. Think about a regular ice cream cone, you see the cone, you see the ice cream. Big ball of ice cream. Never mind that the void of the cone is completely empty. It looks like more. I don’t have access to an Icypi dipper (these are going for $100-$200, usually) but it also feels like it’s more. One of the major selling points of the Icypi is that it’s more efficient at distributing ice cream to the marks, so more profit$ for you, you you. Hey, let’s make the Icypi scooper smaller than normal as well, that’s more profits! [SFX: groaning noise]

For a demonstration of the Icypi rectangular solid ice cream scooping system, please see this video.

What are the ice cream cones you remember from your years/decades of eating ice cream at an ice cream shoppe? That’s right, the ice cream server person who went totally ham on your ice cream ball, just did not care that those profits were slipping out of the owner’s pockets. But the Icypi is the same thing, every time.

Your choice: you can get a rectangular less-than-normal scoop of ice cream totally hidden in a cone ... or down the street you can get a big-ass scoop of ice cream from the Johnson’s kid who’s quitting at the end of the day and is over it.

What? For the most part, French vanilla, thanks for asking. For awhile it was cookies and cream. Tiger tail, but that’s regional. Straight up licorice.

What? Yeah, I don’t do camel case. Icypi. Iphone. Iamnotsorry. Yes even when I’m programming. Why add more effort for zero payback. Why.

Philly Justice w/Mike Schur ‒ Good Hang w/Amy Poehler [1hr 15min].

1967 Sun Star ARM brush case box lid. ARM brush cases are so strong, an elephant can step on them. Perhaps you would like to purchase this exact item at Yahoo Auctions.

Bring back this design, so amazing. I’m going off the seller’s information for the year.

Here is another one! It is already sold, you cannot purchase it.

Sun Star is apparently owned by Bandai-Namco. Would I play a videogame designed like this brush case box lid where I was an elephant that had to step on things and then the boss was the brush case and the brush case defeated me but we joined forces to step on bigger things? Fuck yes.

Fun Friday Fompleted. Two different kid groups told me to piss off because I gave them my “I question your values” face when they were blocking the ped path/rang my bell.

One driver told me “I’m sorry I have diminished spatial awareness, I would be one of the first eaten if I were a prey animal” as she barreled through a xing or at least the first part.

I rummaged around a liquor store brandishing a hacksaw.

I accidentally left a perishable grocery item in a saddlebag. Only three weeks from the bike’s first anniversary ... figured it would happen sooner so I’ll take that bit as a win. SPATIAL AWARENESS ERROR NOT IN YOUR FAVOR: LOSE FOUR DOLLARS

The kids, that was my problem. Today has been groggy, so I didn’t get rolling until 3pm. Kids coming out of school = bad time for everyone. Doubling down on avoiding 3-5pm.

The liquor was to celebrate a friend’s milestone and to become inebriated/numb to the world.

The hacksaw had just been purchased across the street to make some metal risers for a cargo tray instead of using the manufacturer’s sub-optimal hack. “Turn it sideways!” No.

Gabbers documentary [2013; 48min].

Still working through this one. Gabbercore etc was too hard/fast/late for me. I posted Everybody In The Place [An Incomplete History of Britain 1984-1992 by Jeremy Deller; 2019; 1hr] here before but I had to watch it again, it’s that good.

I was at the trailing edge of that sort of scene as well, only went to two raves. One, at Michigan Central Station; the police were turning away everyone because, stop-me-if-you, “permits weren’t filed in time.” What that meant was, and I’ve mentioned this before: the hosts of the rave were made aware of the required permits between 4:37pm-4:59pm on that Friday, is how that works. I told one of the officers I was going to “take my rave to a higher level” which is easily in my top 10 off-the-cuff bit of kits. The other at the Detroit Science Center which started apparently around 2pm with a fashion show +++ so by the time night fell there were only like 50 people “raving.” This is the rave that you weren’t at that had a shark documentary on the IMAX screen with Locust’s Weathered Well playing over it. My crew all went out and bought discs the next day. That’s how you sell CDs, with SHARKS!

Occasionally I see a reference to someone indicating they had attended the Michigan Central Station rave, which, who knows. Maybe they saw a poster and extrapolated with porkies, maybe the cops left after awhile.

Angela Collier: A Target Data Story [48min].

Ze Frank: True Facts ‒ Where Have All The Fireflies Gone [4min].

can you like ... just stop

you’re not helping

(both of the side streets are right-turn-only onto sixth, so someone said “LET’S MAKE THE INTERSECTION BIKE-FRIENDLY” but instead they painted some magical pretend lines)

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A: put some goddamn cement down. how much does cement cost? make cement curb rectangles and put planters inside, those cost less. lines do nothing. no one cares (even the bulbouts are just lines). oh wait, someone will probably mount the planter and damage their car’s undercarriage. oh god. oh jeez. But good news across the pond, San Francisco recently discovered that eleven years of making cars safer and billions of dollars down the drain didn’t help Vision Zero and now they’re going to focus on peds/biking. Wow. God. Jeez.

Knorpp Candy Co. Marshmallow Pumpkins. I will be talking about Knorpp in about five years. Anyway, these little folx, I love them. So much personality ... probably about 100 years old. Available now for only $10000.

Pee-wee as Himself ‒ Official Trailer ‒ HBO [2min].

Not Just Bikes: The Absolute Best Transportation for Cities [35min].

I forgot to include these lemon crate labels with the second heapin’ helping of lemon blathering.

Jaiden Animationss: I was almost in Squid Game [14min].

Did a quick search for “I am a Lemon” RE the candy product I blathered about earlier this month. So far my favorite is “I am a Lemon Law lawyer.” “I am a laconic Lisbon-located Lemon Law lawyer, let’s LITIGATE!” Found this product, a desk clock that reads “I AM A LEMON.” Because ... it is a lemon. “Made from the recovery of orange and lemon peels from the heart of the Mediterranean, it is a 100% Made in Italy product supported by a short supply chain.” There is also an organic filament available, REKRILL(R)-MENT Orange and you’ll never guess what it’s made of.

They don’t mention the odor. I hope it smells like oranges, that would be TITE

That was one of my big stumbling blocks with 3d printers, bringing more plastic into the world. Perhaps this can be solved worldwide with the powair of ORANGES #ORANGES

Ma Cola trademark registration. Filed September 20th, 1909.

1926 advertisement for Cannon Ball scooters and variants from Hunt, Helm, Ferris & Co. These are my favorite type of ye olde ads ‒ show as much as you can. Wordy, chewy dense design. The 1926 Skee-boggan certainly feels like “prior art” to throw at the Snurfer. Same pad, same shape, just instead of a rope, a nice wooden pole that will really give you a poke when you wipe out halfway down the hill.

Radiohead ‒ No Surprises [2009; 3min].