Magnets with staying power

A friend’s roommate finished NU a couple years ago. On their fridge:

The find made my day.

I left Evanston nine years ago, and here’s what’s on my fridge.

Who knows how far We Fix Bikes magnets have traveled? Says We Fix Bikes guy himself: “The refrigerator magnets are the best advertising ever. I’ve had people move into apartments in Evanston and found the magnet on the fridge, and I’ll get a call for a bike repair.”

Hell and Maria! They’re doing what with my house?

Evanston, I love you.

From the official site of the Nobel Peace Prize:

Charles Gates Dawes (August 27, 1865-April 23, 1951) pursued two careers during his lifetime, one in business and finance, the other in public service. He was at the height of his fame in both in 1926 when he was awarded the Nobel Peace Prize for 1925. He was the vice-president of the United States; he had achieved worldwide recognition for his report on German reparations in 1924; he had a secure reputation as a financier.

Dawes was a forthright man given to forthright talk. His nickname, “Hell and Maria” Dawes, came from some words uttered before a congressional committee investigating charges of waste and extravagance in the conduct of World War I. When a member of the committee asked Dawes if it was true that excessive prices were paid for mules in France, he shouted “Helen Maria, I’d have paid horse prices for sheep if the sheep could have pulled artillery to the front!”

From Wikipedia:

Dawes was a self-taught pianist and composer and a member of Phi Mu Alpha Sinfonia, the national fraternity for men in music. His 1912 composition, “Melody in A Major,” became a well-known piano and violin piece, and was played at many official functions as his signature tune. It was transformed into the pop song, “It’s All In The Game“, in 1951 when Carl Sigman added lyrics. Tommy Edwards’ recording of “It’s All in the Game” was a number one hit on the American Billboard record chart for six weeks Dawes is the only Vice-President credited with a #1 pop hit.

TribLocal today:

Now and then a rabbit is spotted scurrying about the grounds of the landmark Charles Gates Dawes House, home of the Evanston History Center. But next week, bunnies of the two-legged variety will arrive. The iconic Evanston home has been cast in the role of another icon — Chicago’s Playboy Mansion — in an NBC television pilot about 1960s Playboy clubs.

There should be a Skynyrd song about cereal

Before I began writing On Deadline*, several of my bosses told me what they expected out of the blog. The posts were not to be about what I had for breakfast, they said. Cereal was mentioned a couple times. Being a co-creator of the blog’s concept, I knew as much. But I understood where they were coming from. Aside from a half-dozen stories at CNN, my only writing of length in preceding years had come in this blog. And this blog was no stranger to cereal.

My brother understands this history, and that’s why when he reads about a new cereal restaurant beginning to franchise across the country, he promptly sends me the story. Amid the revamping of Cereality’s business model and the reported failure of the company’s Evanston branch, I’m a bit disillusioned with the entire cereal restaurant industry. The nexus of my pain? The ground floor of the condo down the street has been empty for probably a year now. There’s a “retail parking” garage, but inside is only a expensive spa. My dreams of a neighboring Cereality and Krispy Kreme have long died.

With this other cereal chain’s expansion, the article tells of 16 stores — I like to think of them as restaurants, to think otherwise cheapens the cereal experience — under development. “Looks like Cereality is going to get a run for its money,” my brother says. But the story doesn’t name the locations, and I’m a little distrustful. Until I see my city’s name on paper and next to cereal, I can’t raise my spoon.

In other news, I have a new great idea. Chocolate-covered Cheerios. The taste of my Christmas and Easter mornings! A soft pitch at Sunday night’s festivities has no doubt left the gathered Leongs and Strahotas dreaming of endless bowls. How this idea took 27 years to strike, I have no idea.

*On Deadline turned out fine. I think I only wrote about cereal twice: “Drink your Trix, Cocoa puffs” and “Be like Mike? Be liking milk.” Ha.