It’s still going to remain Murder Kroger

Long story short: Kroger on Ponce de Leon AKA “Murder Kroger,” to undergo massive teardown and reconstruction as fancy-schmancy office building.

The biggest flaw of this whole idea is the fact that a Kroger is going to be re-built into this supposed mixed-use office/commercial space.  If Kroger just sold the property, and closed up shop, would it really only be feasible for the Murder Kroger moniker to really die (no pun intended); and even then only the most grasping and dedicated folks would continue to refer to the property as something that doesn’t exist there anymore.

But keeping a Kroger on the patch of land known as Murder Kroger only solidifies the fact that it will remain being called Murder Kroger, no matter how modern, how chic and how new and clean the eventual new mixed-use space will be.  The city can put the nicest, most cleanest and shiny new businesses in the heart of Ponce, but it doesn’t change the people that go to it.  Without fail, hipsters will shop at the new Kroger, still making sure to remind their friends that this is still Murder Kroger.

The funny thing is that even after the reconstruction of the place, all it’s going to take is one more killing in the parking lot, to remind everyone that it’s still Murder Kroger, no matter what manner the environment actually looks.  And given the fact that there’s been four deaths in the past 25 years in this one parking lot, it’s only a matter of time until another unfortunate demise occurs there again, irregardless of its surroundings.

Try to say “X-Pac” without laughing

If you’re a wrestling nerd like me, you’ll find it quite challenging to accomplish.

But anyway, what miraculously brought X-Pac to recent light is this story that came out about the alleged wrongly-accused suspect from Netflix’s Making A Murderer.  Now I actually haven’t seen this yet, but much like House of Cards and Master of None, I have a high amount of faith in Netflix’s programming, so I am interested in watching it when I have the capacity.

Supposedly, Brendan Dassey, the subject of the show, and the allegedly falsely-accused who is incarcerated, also happens to be a big professional wrestling fan (which clearly bodes well for all wrestling fans not wanting to be associated with potential murderers).  Aside from the trauma of being allegedly falsely-accused and allegedly being the fall guy for other, more allegedly guilty parties, one of Brendan’s anxieties include the fact that he is going to miss the next Wrestlemania, due to, well, imprisonment.

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I mean, what did you expect?*

*could easily have been titled “Oh, Atlanta #239”

Surprise of the century: community concerned that a rap video by a “red-hot Atlanta rapper” going by the name “Young Thug” is promoting violence.

Who would have imagined that a rapper going by the name of Young Thug** would produce a rap video that glorified violence?

**I’m pleasantly pleased to see that it’s actually spelled “Young” and not “Yung.”

Who would have imagined that said rap video by said rapper would depict such activities like, robbing a bank?

Who would have imagined that in said bank robbery, a security guard and “at least three hostages” would get shot?

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Oh, how loudly money speaks

Sometimes, a story comes along, where all integrity just ceases to exist, due to the overwhelming presence of money, introduced into the scenario.

Case in point: the mythical girlfriend pointed me towards this ironically horrible story, where the only possible reaction is to laugh incredulously at the absurdity of it, and the subsequent resolution.  But in short, a Saudi man is accused of rape, whereas he claims he tripped and fell on top of an 18-year old girl sleeping on a couch, and oh yeah, penetrated her and left traces of semen inside of her.

Never mind the absurdity of the physical scenario of a grown adult falling on top of a teenager, as well as the off-chance that he just happened to have a stiffy that just so happened to conveniently accidentally enter a vagina.  And I guess in his panicked attempt to withdraw as soon as possible he just happened to have the stamina of a 13-year old finding Cinemax after 11 pm, and blew his wad in the process.

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Season’s Greetings!

Despite my tepid enthusiasm for Black Friday shopping season, I still did a little bit of shopping.  Such is somewhat of a tradition in my household, and nothing says the holidays have arrived than spending a bunch of money on things that we don’t actually need, but still cave into the general consensus that it’s shopping time, when Thanksgiving rolls around.

So for the better part of the last few days, it’s been that Christmas-y feeling of checking the myriad of emails that have shipping tracking codes, and checking statuses, to see just what we can expect to arrive, unbox, and be excited to receive, because getting packages in the mail is almost always a fun thing.

A while back, a package was stolen from our front stoop; although never confirmed definitively, the fact that there was a delivery confirmation, but then no package, led to Jen and I determining that it had to have been stolen, given the fact that there are several hours of many of the work days in which someone might not be able to open the front door, combined with the fact that USPS, UPS and FedEx are all incapable of using common sense, and leave packages in plain sight in front of our front door, instead of the slightest of pivoting and placing them behind the shrubs.

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lol MARTA #226

Long story short: dumbass who works for MARTA sends personal information of 785 employees to incorrect recipients, such as dates of births and social security numbers.

I love how the article cites terms such as “data breach,” “mechanical malfunction” and “equipment malfunction” to describe what’s basically some idiot not being mindful of the recipient field in what was probably just email.

Furthermore, I’m more surprised that MARTA actually has 785 employees.  Based on the perpetual tardiness of trains, buses, and the sheer lack of visible security, maintenance and workers throughout the entire company, I’d have guessed MARTA had more like, 85 employees in total.  Then again, the other 700 are probably the sock puppet names on payroll to cash checks and leech the city of money to line their pockets, but I digress.

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A true social experiment, by Chick-Fil-A

TL:DR (subscriber content) – Chick-Fil-A CEO Dan Cathy announces that the company will build a new Chick-Fil-A (CFA) restaurant in Atlanta’s Westside, hoping to help revitalize the notoriously blighted community.

First off, I just recently started playing Dragon Age: Origins (like, ten years late), so I think it’s actually hilarious that they use the phrase “blight” to describe the resurrection of evil monsters hellbent on overtaking the world, when in modern society, “blight” is pretty much a politically correct term to describe “a predominantly black community with a high rate of crime.”

Depending on whom you ask, there might not be that great of a perception of difference, as ironically sad as that might be.

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