Patrick Swayze & Vending Machines
File this under “news to me”, but while running around this past weekend I slammed smack dab into a vending machine that catered to the “desperate parents” set:
Now, I know that Japan has been kicking our collective asses when it comes to funky vending machines, but I’m glad to see that America is finally stepping up and providing such critical services so far away from any tourist locales and airport lounges. Of course I won’t be happy until I can simply press a button to purchase a live Maine lobster named “Zoe”, a 1750ml bottle of Jack Daniels, and a three-pack of previously worn tighty whities. I have very…errr, specific tastes…
Oh, and in case you hadn’t heard, Patrick Swayze has died. Goodnight, toughman. The roadhouse won’t be the same without ya, my friend… 
