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That’ll get the brand out there: US border agents uncover $4.6 million dollars’ worth of meth hidden inside of numerous The Home Depot signature buckets

That’s one of the downsides of slapping such prevalent branding onto very useful and utilitarian things like 5-gallon buckets; occasionally, someone’s going to do something bad with them, and next thing you know, your company’s name is being mentioned in the same breath as terms like “methamphetamine” and “cocaine.”  Then there will be all sorts of people who will waltz into a Home Depot over the next few weeks and point and snicker at the stacks of 5-gallon Homer buckets for sale at every store in America and wonder if it comes with any meth.

Forget about the hilariously futile attempt by some shitty drug runners to try and hide 216 lbs. of meth inside of a couple of buckets, because that’s a lot of fucking meth to be hauling inside of a single Ford F-150.  I mean seriously, didn’t they watch Breaking Bad?  Gus Fring barely smuggled like 2 lbs. of meth inside of entire shipping trucks, and that was dunked inside of fry batter and hidden among 100 other buckets inside of a refrigerated truck.

It’s the fact that they used Home Depot’s bright-ass orange buckets and thought nobody would notice these plastic cylinders that are brighter than the fucking sun, and maybe hoped it would be so obvious that nobody would look, but then they tried to smuggle over 200 lbs. of likely shitty pre-Walter White grade meth over the border.

Regardless, I had to smirk and laugh to myself when I saw this story, because inadvertent as it may be, it’s impossible to not disclose The Home Depot’s name when describing this story, and I like to think that somewhere at HQ, sure they’re not worried about it affecting their bottom line, but still wince and cringe at the simple fact that their brand, name and identity is momentarily attached to drug runners, meth and trafficking.

But hey, there’s no such thing as bad advertising, right??

Right on so many levels

Love this so much: Mexico City science teaching assistant discovers ways to engage students’ attention – by dressing up as Spider-Man.

This right here, is some absolutely amazing (no pun intended) ingenuity and outside-the-box thinking.  Students of today ADHD and Ritalin generation have no attention spans, and need shiny objects and fluffy curriculum to hold their hands into growth.  They’re also being raised to believe that the only acceptable movies out there are all based on comic books.  What better way to kill two birds with one stone than teaching dressed as a comic book character?

This guy, Moises Vazquez, hits the nail on the head on so many levels that absolutely love it.

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Spoilers: True Detective Season 2 talk

Introductory sentence to explain that I am going to talk about True Detective plot points now that the second season has recently concluded.

There’s a lot to say in regards to the finale of season 2 of True Detective.  Agree, that it was overall way weaker than season 1.  Agree, that it was disjointed, filled with weakly-written characters, unmemorable characters that make the viewer go “who the fuck is that?” And agree, way more analogy and veiled commentary over plot.

There’s no sugar-coating it, season 2 of True Detective wasn’t that great.  Not in comparison to season 1, with Matthew MacConaughey stealing the show with his broody detective-turned-vigilante, but it just wasn’t that great in general.

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Perhaps societal rules should take a step backward

Impetus: teen vandals jump all over business owner’s car and effectively cause expensive damages, run away, are not caught, and of course are completely unaccountable for their actions

I come across stories like this one, and really the only thing that springs to mind are justice fantasies that typically involve perpetrators getting shot.  I’m not saying I want people killed for petty vandalism, but I’m not going to shed a tear if some teenage punks get shot in the legs, and incur some pain and suffering, for the obvious suffering they feel the need to incur onto others with their own stupid decisions to vandalize.  Seriously, I can’t say I would be the least bit scared at all if a vigilante with a rifle were on top of the roof of the business and shot the leg of the alpha vandal, incapacitated him until the police arrived, but instead trumpeting the ironic victory of a worthless little shit getting his just desserts instantaneously.

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hashtag “Mexichoke”

Man, was that not one of the biggest choke jobs in the history of all of sport?  Seriously, given the global nature and audience of the World Cup, and the fact that it’s safe to say a billion people were watching at the same time, this really has to be considered an upset of the monumental variety.

Bigger than any U.S. sport for us in America, and frankly it could be bigger than an Olympic event, due to the variety of events, people can cherry pick what events they really want to vest their interest in.

But Mexico, with a 1-0 lead, with barely five minutes plus stoppage to go, not only gives up the equalizer, but then commits a haphazard foul in the penalty area, and then subsequently give up the go-ahead goal four minutes into stoppage time?

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Photos: The Mexico trip

There’s not a whole lot about the Mexico trip that I haven’t already said, but I did take some pictures while south of the border.  Granted, a lot of the social activities almost all involved water, whether it’s being in pools or being in the ocean, so to be perfectly honest, I didn’t whip out the camera very often when there was any risk of dropping it in water.  Especially with how drunk I got a few times on tequila, booze and bacon.

Anyway, a whole lot of pictures of the indigenous wildlife, and all the wacky shit available in touristy Mexico.  Crucified Predators, crucified Mexican Jesus and even a crucified Batman.  And a whole lot of weird creepy sex symbols, statues and even penis-shaped pipes.  wtf, Mexico?

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HEY CHING CHONG CHANG

A street merchant actually yelled that out to me.

Instinctively, I laughed.

Something NOT lost in translation down in Mexico – Racism

Other things said to me as I walked down 5th Street in Playa del Carmen:

“Are you Japanese??” I say no.  “Are you . . . Filipino??” Seriously?  He went from Japanese to Filipino?  Is it possible to go to such complete different ends of the spectrum?  Filipinos don’t even like being lumped in with Asians anymore.  They’re Pacific Islander. It’s like asking a dog if they’re a lion or a Dodge Stratus.

KONNICHIWAAAA!!!

Hey chino, want some weeeeeed?”  I say no, I don’t smoke.  “Eets not too late to staaarrrt, amigo!”  Persuasive argument.  Be that as it may, I still say no, gracias.

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