My life goal is to give as negative many fucks as this dog.

Gilchrist's, in Mountain Brook. This tony suburb of Birmingham hosts an actual old-school soda fountain where ladies-who-lunch dine on tomato aspic and the best limeade in the world. Run, don't walk.

Oh, and I figured it out because I live less than 5 miles away and used to drive by it ALL THE TIME when I worked at Moffett. CHEATING!!

It's blank because that's where the conduit from the reservoir comes through so we can get water from Hetch Hetchy to the guts of Silly Con Valley, thus apparently making John Muir cry because it was nicer than Yosemite (allegedly).

Dell Mini 1012 netbook. 3-cell battery with the lifespan of a fruit fly, terrible trackpad, and screen resolution not appreciably better than my iPhone 4. Fortunately my father-in-law, retired IBM lifer with patience and time on his hands, took it off mine for a nominal sum.