Our salivary glands, which are located on the inside of each cheek, at the bottom of the mouth and under the jaw at the front of the mouth, churn out about two to four pints (one to two liters) of spit every day.
Since it opened, there have been traffic jams late into the night as hungry patrons waited of up to four hours at times to get their order in.
About 54,000 customers showed up in the first 10 days, Sonic estimated.
Frankly, I think Sonic is highly, highly over-rated.
And I wonder if patrons fall into the same tipping dilemma I experience when a car hop does nothing but bring me my food.
Reading a newspaper, I saw a picture of birds on the electric wires. I cut out the photo and decided to make a song, using the exact location of the birds as notes (no Photoshop edit). I knew it wasn’t the most original idea in the universe. I was just curious to hear what melody the birds were creating.
I sent the music to the photographer, Paulo Pinto, who I Googled on the internet. He told his editor, who told a reporter and the story ended up as an interview in the very same newspaper.
Birds on the Wires from Jarbas Agnelli on Vimeo.