The other day, I was presented with a cardstock door hanger of the ugliest color possible: and electric greenish-yellow, like infected Shrek snot. It announced that We Energies, a company based in Milwaukee, was going to cut off our gas for nonpayment.
“Who the fuck is We Energies?” I asked. “We get our gas from SPW&L.”
Upon calling, I found out. We Energies is the sole supplier of gas to our neighborhood. SPW&L doesn’t supply our gas, and never did. I didn’t know this, because the people who lived in our apartment prior to us didn’t … There’s more of this shit. Click here.
To do the title proper justice, you must say it aloud with the Keanu-Reeves-vapid-surfer-boy accent.
Many years ago, I studied martial arts, specifically American Kempo (Kenpo) Karate, a style derived from a style derived from the Kenpo Karate style, a synthesis of Chinese, Japanese, and Okinawan martial arts. The style I studied was less a “style” and more a hodgepodge of various martial arts, and though the instruction was superb, I quickly tired of the blended styles. (The place where I studied has since streamlined their approach, breaking off from the “chain” mentality and “belt … There’s more of this shit. Click here.
Another great exhibit examined the concept of playing music to plants to stimulated growth and health. The girl who ran the experiment discovered that the control group plant (the one with no music) grew fastest, because “the plant wasn’t all stressed out by loud music”. Sublime. There’s more of this shit. Click here.
First of all, these people care. A lot. The scene is too important to them to let an asshole drunk and an even bigger asshole seemingly on dummy-drug prescription speed ruin it. There’s more of this shit. Click here.
But along with the good came the bad, and I’m not talking about unfunny comics. I’m talking about bad business decision, laziness, and poor promotion. The long-gone management of the club ran it into the ground, and it took a spectacular effort on the part of the owners to bring it back – sans Wednesday nights. There’s more of this shit. Click here.