Dang, I almost forgot: Today is World Toilet Day. Odds are that anyone reading this will use a toilet 6-8 times daily. (More if you visit here regularly.) Above, an exhibit of 50 toilets placed outside of Berlin's Central Station to heighten sanitation awareness. What I like about the photo (from Der Spiegel) are the people; you can almost re-create their train of thought:
"There are dozens of toilets laid out in a pattern over there. Let us wander among them."
Last Thing:Here are the toughest places in the world to find a toilet.
Sixty years ago, the architect of that document was noted hot dog lover Eleanor Roosevelt. But did Bush mention Mrs. Roosevelt during his talk? No. (Nor did the President do so last year, when he spoke on the same subject at the UN.)
Why not? According to William Heuvel, founder of the Franklin and Eleanor Roosevelt Institute, Barbara Bush has said that Eleanor Roosevelt's name was not allowed to be spoken in the Bush home.
It must have something to do with hot dogs.
This brings to mind the infamous (in Oregon, anyway) campaign adshowing senatorial candidate Jeff Merkley eating a hot dog while being quizzed on the day of Russia’s invasion of Georgia. It shows just how damaging the combination of astalker with a video camera and a man in need of a beverage can be. (Posted here by Merkley’s opponents at the NRSC):
In a more genial mode, the Oregonian ran a story titled “Weenies on the Water” about an aquatic hot dog vendor named Jeff Dood. The story kicks off with Dood taking orders from his boat: …a candy-apple red wakeboard boat swishes to a stop alongside.
"Gimme a Screaming Weenie and a Diet Coke," the driver calls across the choppy Willamette River.
"I want a Panini Weenie," a passenger adds.
"'Weenies on the Water’?" another passenger says, reading the menu on the side of Dood's boat. "That is so tight, dude! I want a weenie, too. Do you take Visa?"Dood doesn’t. (Though sad, this probably isn't a violation of the Universal Declaration of Human Rights.)