I Take Pictures of Bottles So You Don’t Have To
Yes, I “borrowed” a title format from JD. I hope she doesn’t freak out about it. If she does, she can get in line behind the growing list of people that hate me. I think that line started about when I was in the fifth grade. I ran for class president. You made a speech in front of the class, everyone applauded, and you sat down. Now, when the other candidates made their speeches, they clapped along with everyone else as they went back to their seat. I don’t remember for sure if everyone did, but, while I didn’t think you should applaud for yourself, since everyone else did, I did too. But, when I did it, I could hear the whispers, “He’s clapping for himself.” Which confused the heck out of me, because I wouldn’t have done it if I hadn’t seen others do it. At that point, I realized my campaign was finished. So, anyway, that’s probably when the line started forming.
Anyway, back to the bottles. Yes, I take pictures of bottles so you don’t have to. I’m sure everyone else just tosses them in the trash, or the recycling bin, without ever considering taking a picture of them. But, who is saving the memories of these priceless artifacts of our civilization for prosperity? What happens if, 100 years from now, history enthusiasts want to know what our daily life was like? How will they ever realize the wide variety of labeling and bottle shapes and sizes that we have? Imagine if they’d just be limited to the bottles you see in the movies, especially now with companies paying for product placement. People would never be aware of some of the smaller companies that couldn’t afford to place their products in a Hollywood blockbuster.
So, I take pictures. Maybe nobody today will appreciate it, but maybe your great great great grandchildren will.
“…who is saving the memories of these priceless artifacts of our civilization for prosperity?”
Did you mean “posterity”?
That was a cute story about clapping for yourself. And I know there is a lesson in there somewhere…
Yeah, that would have worked too. I was thinking in terms of cultural enrichment which would be a form of prosperity.
The lesson is to go with your instincts. If I had, I wouldn’t have clapped for myself. And, I would have still lost, and today would be posting about whether I should have clapped for myself like the others did, and telling you the lesson is to not go with your gut but do what everyone else is doing instead. So maybe the real lesson is to disregard all the stuff you learned in school.
WOOOOWOOO your header is so cool- so who threw the tomatoes and shot you thru the head… you should have like a Star Wars theme one too and maybe one where you head explodes and then…
I need a life away from blogging.
Teeni does the pseudo-Star Wars-themed avatars.
I clap for myself every day, especially in meetings at work. It really gets you noticed.
Holy crap, my avatar is finally showing up correctly!
Whoa - did someone steal your header? It’s completely gone, well except for the title and copyright dates. Weird. And about taking pictures of the bottles, don’t you think our great grandchildren will be able to dig them up for themselves? They don’t need pictures - they’ll all still be perfectly preserved in the landfills where they don’t biodegrade. Heck, they’ll last longer than dinosaur bones.
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Well, the bottles would be crushed and the labels would no doubt fade or be torn or otherwise damaged. Heat and light will also deteriorate plastic. I’ve had some plastic items just crumble to dust.
One dollar for rootbeer ???????
You would think that the bottle would be made with decorator / collector glass. Have another one?? Some ice cream in my ice closet.
99 cents, so you have a penny left over. People say a penny isn’t worth anything these days, but if you get 98 more, you can have another root beer.
Some bottles are made out of a nice glass. Maybe I’ll put a photo up of those sometime.
Years ago, they had 7-Up bottles with the Cincinnati Bengals logo on the bottles. (I’m sure other areas had their local teams.) A neighbor would cut the tops off, sand or fire off the sharp objects, and he had his own set of Bengals glasses. And people didn’t think we recycled in the 80’s.
Michelle Gartner and her hubby were frenching on my blog today. (It’s true)
I know. I was shocked to see porn on your site!
This is coming from the guy that posts creepy underwear modeling…
Gotta rank high in Google for something…
Hey we are getting that photo framed for our bedroom at least 8 x 10- that way when we are 80 it will be a priceless artifact of our one hot and steamy steamy sex life… that and it will freak the grandkids out! Oh yeah!!!
I am thinking we should do Yoko Ono and John Lennon style vintage nudie shots- but I don’t want to go overboard and make people barf…
http://www.nationalgalleries.org/collection/online_az/4:322/result/0/42479?initial=L&artistId=6126&artistName=Annie%20Leibovitz&submit=1
I love how John looks like gollum cradling his meal… what a handsome little nekkid orc Lennon was and that Yoko simply divine!
I think it would freak the kids out too.
It’s so thoughtful of you to take those photos of priceless artifacts of our civilization for our great great great grandchildren to appreciate hundred years from now.
Imagine the legacy you’ll leave behind.
You’re welcome. I just need to find a way to make lots of money so I can startup and fund a museum to house these images, as well as actual artifacts in some cases.
Without that museum, I’m not sure who’s going to watch out for my legacy! After all that work, I’d hate for it to end up in the trash.
That was “art”
What’s art JEr & I frenching, or Lennon and Smoko nekkid spooning or are you talking about the bottles or something entirely different like your booger?
Can you hear me clapping for you?
As if I could hate you! Plus, my copyright of that phrase hasn’t been fully approved yet.
I love the idea of taking pictures of bottles. If I’d started 18 years ago, I’d have about 25 albums full of my husband’s beer bottles!
Oh, and WAY COOL “Have you visited . . . ” thingie in your banner! Just noticed it!
Once a year I decide what my angle is going to be, one year, and one of my best years, I decided to carry a teflon spatula everywhere. To meetings, when I’d go some where to conduct. Pull the laptop out of the briefcase, assorted accoutrement . . . and a spatula. I live for the little things in life.
Thanks for taking the bottle photos. That’s a load off my mind. Now can we get one of the teflon spatula?