The good Dr. makes it big
I just noticed that Worcester’s own Dr Gonzo had his world famous peppermash reviewed by the online bible of all things hot and delicious, The Hot Sauce Blog. There was a time in my life, not too long ago, that I helped devour this stuff by the case load. Seriously, these are some of the best condiments available to those of us who prefer our taste buds well done.
As seems to be the case with every Worcester success, somehow Ralph’s Chadwick Square Diner figures into the story.
How was the product first introduced to vendors and the public?
We gave away the Mustards, Salsas and PEPPERMASH for holiday and special occasions to friends, family and whomever liked it with no intention of going into business. But then, in the summer of 2001, the PEPPERMASH showed up at Ralph’s Chadwick Square Diner (in my opinion, home of Worcester’s best burgers) as a special. Our good friends Pat and Brenda of Piggy Pat’s South Carolina BBQ of New Hartford, NY started serving it on a pulled pork sandwich with good results. At that point we realized that we had a product that folks really liked. Legally we could not continue to produce the product in our kitchen any longer and
therefore, started to look into developing a business plan and seeking a co-packer to produce our product.
Coffee with Konnie
While in the midst of an ego boosting google search of myself I noticed that my appearance on Coffee with Konnie hosted by Worcester City Councilor Konnie Lukes is now available on the Internet Archive. Not my finest performance, but if you missed it on TV or are one of the 99.9% of humans who don’t live in range of Worcester cable access station WCCA TV 13, you can now look at my handsome mug anytime you want. Thanks again to Konnie for a great morning and the always exelent Block 5 in worcester for playing host and providing some high octane coffee free of charge.
The only reason to move to Iowa…
is to vote James Hill for Congress.
Can the American voter accept a flawed person or even down right ugly one to represent them? Every day I fight the urge to drink, debauch women out of wed-lock and beat people on the street. One urge I do not have is to sell myself to the highest bidder.
Yes we can Mr. Hill, yes we can.
I’m not a cop, but I play one in Worcester
Dianne Williamson must still be on vacation leaving Boston Herald columnist Howie Carr to be the first to clip Worcester County Sheriff Guy Glodis for his ‘official’ day in the sun with family in tow. Apparently one of the perks of being the new sheriff in town is free parking at state beaches.
The attendant said the man driving removed a badge from his pocket or waistband, showed it to her and stated that he worked for the state.
The attendant again told the driver that the parking fee was $15. To which the driver responded, ‘I don’t mean to be rude, but I’m not parking, I work for the state.’ The RP (reporting person) said the man then drove into the parking lot and into a space.
Well at least he wasn’t rude. Somewhere, probably up at Salisbury beach, Mike Flynn just creamed his drawers.
Winding back up after a week of winding down
I’m not quite back into the right state of mind to be pretending to care about much of anything right now, after a week in the Dominican Republic which looked a lot like this.
While I figure out how to wrap up the last week, here’s a great article titled ‘How Municipal WiFi Works’ from howstuffworks.com. A good read even if you’re already familiar with the field.
Overheard in the Woo
Thursday 8/10/06 1500 hrs at the Chandler St Post Office
Old man at counter: Sir, can you tape this package for me?
Douche bag male postal worker: We don’t tape packages. We sell tape.
Old man: You used to tape things for me?
Douche bag postal worker: Yea, and I used to be 15 years old. That was along time ago as well. The tape is on the wall.
And yet sales of stamps continue to decline… go figure.
The internet has a posse
If this doesn’t scare Ted Steven’s into backing off my beloved internets then nothing will. Big thanks to Worcester regular Leslie Hall for fighting the good fight.
Head on over to wearetheweb.org for more.
Capt Crazy Pants strikes the Woo
I’ve been waiting for some confirmation on this all morning, but it appears that a poorly thought out suicide attempt occurred this AM at the Congregational Church on Chestnut St.
From the T&G:
A man wearing a crown of thorns and a black robe perched himself on the rooftop cross at the old Chestnut Street Congregational Church for almost five hours early today.
At one point the man threatened to jump, according to police Sgt. Gary J. Quitadamo.
Police negotiators spoke with the man throughout the morning before the man jumped 10 feet onto scaffolding, where he was restrained by police. It was shortly before 9 a.m.
What’s left out of this story is the aforementioned man was wearing only crown of thorns and a black robe, according to first hand accounts. As in Capt Crazy pants was pantless today. I’ll buy a beer for the first reader who gets me a picture (video gets an Irish car-bomb). Looks like I owe the ancient order of editors a beer…
The only question remaining is; In this day and age where does a crazy person get a crown of thorns? I for one, can’t wait to hear the story behind this gentleman’s morning.
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