April 2010
4 posts
Disappointment Juice
Today, I was saddened to learn that Minute Maid orange juice got its name from a marketing firm, thanks to a fast dehydration method first engineered for the Army. It is NOT named after a tiny cleaning lady who squeezes the oranges. For that reason, it’s pronounced “minit maid” and not “my-noot maid.”
Late early thirties
sarahb:
iPod on shuffle offered up the one-two punch of Innocence Mission’s “Into Brooklyn, Early in the Morning,” and then “Aaron and Maria,” by American Analog Set. I won’t get into my initial reaction since it’s all I ever fucking talk about, but my second thought was when did I get so pussy?
God damn, I love that Am Am Set song. Beware the ravages of age!
