Having solved all the other world problems, the students of MIT have created the perfect condiment bottle - nothing will stick to it, so you can get that last little glob of ketchup. MIT and Harvard in battle to create life-changing product: Non-stick ketchup bottles | Technology News Blog - Yahoo! News
I just bought 10 24oz bottles of Hunt's Ketchup (Heinz is not allowed in my home) for $1 each. I'm really not too concerned about getting the last couple of teaspoons when the bottle is done.
Hmmm. Would a company want to spend more money to produce bottles that allow its customers to wait a little bit longer before buying another one of their products? I can see this being a big deal in restaurants, however.
Right... I was laughing when I read the article. I just think, couldn't MIT make a greater discovery than a non-stick bottle. I know it's a cool invention, but really not that important.
Wow, where's your creativity? This is a great discovery that just may be a big part of our lives as time goes on. Tell me that you don't want a windshield made of that material, or that NASA wont find some amazing use for it, then we can complain about how useless it is.
I'm sure that the Chairman/CEO of ConAgra, which makes Hunt's, Bruce Rohde, who donates regularly to the campaigns of Senator Ben Nelson (D), Senator Bob Kerry (D), and James Davis (D) for Congress, thanks you for helping him earn the big bucks that makes those donations possible.
I'm sure my $10 isn't going to make or break ConAgra, but I'd rather donate money to the Ted Kaczynski Appeal Fund then send a single penny to that fraud John Kerry (a.k.a. the gigolo for Teresa Heinz).
Bruce: "I'd rather donate money to the Ted Kaczynski Appeal Fund ..." John: Hey, let's pay his way to his Harvard PhD class's 50th annual reunion this spring. He's already gotten lots of press for the 'alumni update' that he sent in, which Harvard apparently accidentally printed in the program, listing, among his accomplishments, "Eight life sentences from the US District Court." (Unabomber Sends Bizarre Class Update to Harvard Alumni Directory | NewsFeed | TIME.com) I'm sure that if he had been interviewed for Harvard's "favorite ketchup" feature, he would have replied, "Nothing but Hunt's Organic Shade-Grown Fair-Trade Free-Range ketchup for me, on my daily double bologna hoagies."
That's awesome, I actually love criminals who can joke about their plight, such as Charles Manson sending Monopoly money in an attempt to "bribe" his parole board. However, I think Ted got his undergrad degree from Harvard, and his Master's & Ph.D. from the University of Michigan (certainly nothing to sneeze at). I attended a snooty private high school for my freshman year and was not "invited back", which is a nice way of saying they threw me out, but for some reason they've always sent me the alumni magazine and alumni updates. They recently sent me an update form for the alumni directory, so I listed myself as having a B.S. in Microbiology from Buckner University and an M.D. from the Johann Keppler School of Medicine, and that I'm now a board-certified maxilllofacial surgeon. I can't wait to see if they actually print it. I actually loved Hunt's No-Salt Ketchup, but I can't find it anymore.
Bruce: I attended a snooty private high school for my freshman year and was not "invited back", which is a nice way of saying they threw me out... John: Hey, I wonder if this is a book (or article) idea: "Why I Was Thrown Out: people's stories of why they were thrown out of their school." My wife proudly tells how and why she was thrown out of Vassar, at the time having a straight-A average, full scholarship, and on their GE College Bowl team. I bet there are lots of good (and annoying!) stories out there. Bruce: "...so I listed myself as having a B.S. in Microbiology from Buckner University and an M.D. from the Johann Keppler School of Medicine, and that I'm now a board-certified maxilllofacial surgeon. I can't wait to see if they actually print it." John: My years ago, my employer was leading a Sierra Club hike, on a narrow mountain trail. There was an extremely fat man in the group: so fat, there was fear he would tip over going 'round a bend and fall off. My boss rigged a harness of some sort to keep him steady. Later, this large man said, "I am the editor of Who's Who . . . and I don't care who you are, I want to thank you by including you in the next edition." My boss had no interest in this, and when he got the forms, he threw them out. A sneaky employee retrieved them from the trash, filled them out, and sent them in. Who's Who, like most alumni publications, does no checking. So when the next edition came out, there was my boss, listed as a retired Air Force general, father of 17, a golfing buddy of JFK (he was a Goldwater man), etc.
