Tuesday, June 23, 2009
Now this is the sort of thinking we need in a great nation like Canada. I can walk into the local convenience store and find a variety of dried carcass chews and jerky waiting on the counter, right by the till, 'cos that's where the customer is at their gnawingest. With our economy under stress, one never knows when the bottom might fall out and we'll have to eat our money. Let me tell you, I'll have a damned sight more respect for an entrepreneur that hands me a business card that I can live on than yet another pontsie die-cut rectangle of affectation. Want meat card! Want.