Thursday, March 08, 2007

This One Made Me Laugh


Welcome to "The Gods Are Bored!" You thought I was just kidding when I said I was swathed in 100 pounds of vulture feathers. Hoo hee! This is me! Suffering for the Sacred Thunderbird!


Seriously, if you want to get 3 seconds of air time on a major metropolitan newscast, dress like this.


I read something funny in the newspaper just now. You might have missed it if you don't live in Philadelphia.

There are two U.S. Mints in America: Philadelphia and Denver. Their job is to churn out the coin of the realm, those shiny pennies, nickels, dimes, and quarters that you dump into parking meters and laundromat washing machines.

Lately the two mints have been busy churning and churning on yet another dumbcluck idea. They've been turning out yet another dollar coin.

How many dollar coins are they going to produce before they get it that we just don't want them? For the love of fruitflies, I just adored the one with Sacajawea on it, I thought it was an honor to the bored gods and everything. Did I use it? Only on the El. You go to the Elevated Train, you put your paper dollar in one machine, it spits out Sacajawea, then you put Sacajawea in another machine for a ticket. If you don't take the El every day, you're hard pressed to find a merchant that doesn't look at pretty Sac and say, "Don't you have a real dollar?"

The newest dollar coins are meant to be collectible but also usable as legal tender. Philly's been cranking them out in epic numbers.

Some day this week or last, something went wrong. The new dollar coin, sporting yet another boring picture of George Washington, is supposed to say "In God We Trust" around the rim of the coin. Isn't technology amazing? Except that the folks at the Philadelphia Mint missed a big bunch of dollar coins. Some went out without the "In God We Trust" logo.

Did you get that? There's finally some usable money out there that doesn't violate the Establishment Clause!

Oh, if only I can stuff my paper dollars into the El machine and here the sweet jingle jangle of a dollar coin that doesn't say "In God We Trust!"

In the meantime, I am not for the life of me going to spend forty bucks buying one off Ebay.

Sadly, though the coins were minted in Philadelphia (which is my point of destination when I ride the El), they were apparently dispersed in Florida and points south. So if you know someone who's down at Spring Training cheering on their favorite baseball team, text 'em quick and get 'em to hit the banks.

Today freedom is not free. It costs a dollar.

FROM ANNE
VULTURETTA
A new feature of "The Gods Are Bored": trying to think up a new stupid Pagan name every day.

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5 Comments:

At March 08, 2007 , Blogger BBC said...

100 pounds? Really? Man, they would have to pay me a lot to do that. :-)

I mentioned that I was at the Philadelphia mint on my blog just this morning.

I can do without that saying on our money,as if we are a special country in Gods eyes. After all, that biblical God is an idiot.

In world I trust, but I'm very disappointed in it.

 
At March 08, 2007 , Blogger BBC said...

"A new feature of "The Gods Are Bored": trying to think up a new stupid Pagan name every day."

Just thinking out loud here, but how about.......

God?

Not that freak in the bible though, the one looking back at you in the mirror.

 
At March 09, 2007 , Blogger Raevyn said...

*harumph* well we Canucks have been doing just fine with one AND two dollar coins (the loonie is celebrating it's 20th anniversary this year)... Why shouldn't YOUR pockets be laden with cold hard coins too? *giggle* I'm just ribbin' ya, Anne ;)

 
At March 09, 2007 , Blogger Rosie said...

The buzzard has landed indeed. Are those Shriners checking out your ass?

I hated having to carry those little change purses in the UK. They reminded me of the little change purses I used to carry in third grade. But now, if I get any of these coins, I'm going to be obsessive about looking around the rims. And I'll never find one. I know I won't.

 
At March 10, 2007 , Blogger BBC said...

Checking out her ass.

He, he, he.

 

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