Today I purchased a bottle of ThinkGeek’s favorite caffeinated beverage: Bawls. Unlike RedBull, I was not given wings. I also did not feel as though I was some kind of steam powered machine with a broken gear ready to explode with energy. The caffeine/energy feeling of Bawls is more like drinking a strong cup of tea. Less jittery than a couple espresso shots, not carbonated like soda. Not bad.

The highlight of the drink is probably the glass bottle. Unlike plastic and aluminum, glass doesn’t tend give a taste to the beverage contained in its walls. Best of all, glass is easily recyclable into…more glass!

Back in the day I would be thrilled to find some blue glass in the sands of Town Neck beach on the Cape. Beach glass was a wonderful thing, brought to us in part by pollution and worn smooth by the waves. My grandmother used to have an enormous jar of beach glass on top of the refrigerator and she’d have us put our findings into the jar as well.


Wasn’t sure I’d stay interested in the Japan v. Korea game, but it’s fascinating to watch. Makes me wish Team USA had put a little more effort into this. They’ve done well, but don’t seem to have the same intensity in the tournament as the other countries. Maybe by next time…

Missing Jobs

I don’t feel that old (26) but back in the day when I was a kid I had the traditional job of a young boy: paper carrier. I was well prepared.

I had inherited the route from a neighbor and another kid down the street took over from me and one more after him. This last neighborhood descendant left the job over 10 years ago. Since then the paper has been delivered by a series of adults, by car, rather than bike. This was an afternoon paper Monday through Friday with weekend editions to be delivered by 8 am.

This is just another example of the massive transition our country and economy are undertaking. I like to think of the paperboys as a cut above today’s “car full of papers” though. Quality was essential. You couldn’t just throw the paper onto the lawn – every paper was put into a box or brought to the door. I knew the customers and they knew me.

While newspapers themselves are facing challenges and many are phasing out “paper” altogether, it’s sad to think about the missed opportunities for those kids growing up today.