Tuesday Evening

I don't have anything in mind to write about here today. Oh, I have plenty to say about the election but even I'm getting tired of reading me writing about that. Someone send me some questions about show business or comics or writing or anything like that.

The last real KMart in the country closed today. For some unknown reason, I followed the demise of that once-strong company in all sorts of articles and analyses and I came to the conclusion that it was done in by two things. One was the rise of Amazon and other companies that have made it way too easy to shop from home. The other was really, really inept management. And I assume all those really, really inept leaders got paid really, really well for doing everything wrong.

I also see that Denny's is closing outlets, which suggests to me there's no real middle ground these days between restaurants you go to because they're cheap and restaurants you go to because they're good. I also wonder to what extent The Pandemic forced a lot of people to learn how to cook at home, making a trip to a place like Denny's less necessary.

On the other hand, In-N-Out Burger is opening new places every day including — soon — its largest-ever location. It's in Las Vegas and it'll be on the top floors (plural) of a new shopping center on The Strip. It will be over 10,000 square feet with 2,500 of that square footage being an outdoor patio seating area. That ain't bad for a place that mainly offers hamburgers and french fries and nobody likes their french fries.

Meanwhile, I see a number of discussions on the Internet as to which famous person had the biggest schlong — Milton Berle, Forrest Tucker or Arnold Palmer. And I have to wonder what the point of that discussion is and how anyone could possibly have any evidence as to the precise measurements of any of them. At most, there may be some people around who caught actual glimpses of one of them…but only one. And someone, quick, give me a new topic before I'm forced to elaborate on this one.