There are some things that just don’t work:

Sweet Potato & Sea Salt Triscuits.
Jordan Klepper as a correspondent for “The Daily Show.”
Nuclear power plants in earthquake and tsunami zones.
Anita Bryant (and may she continue not to work).
Shopping malls from February to October.
Bon Jovi comeback concerts.

Wines that have a sense of humor.
“The View” without Joy Behar and Barbara Walters, or with them.
Porta-Potty hand-wash stations.
The ego-endowed but sterile offspring of Oprah Winfrey and Donald Trump.
Windows 8. It’s 2014 and your cursor freezes. C’mon man.
Stock brokers (and the brokest ones too).

Professional sports that pass off brain trauma as part of the game.
Saturday deliveries by the U.S. Mail.
Lawnmowers you haven’t started since last November.
Wrath without grapes.
Surgeon General warnings.
Pennies, if I may offer my two-cents worth.

Any large enclosed space with a sign above the door that says “K-Mart.”
Antibiotics for a cold virus.
Four out of five men on a road construction project.
Anti-joules (for you thermodynamics nerds out there).
Token liberals who appear on Fox News.
The token conservative in The New York Times.

Jewish fireflies after sundown on Friday.
Joint checking accounts at The First Bank of Nigeria.
David Spade trying to be less annoying than Hugh Grant.
Google Plus (or Minus).
Craft beer in a plastic cup.
Bob Hope and Frank Zappa in the same headline.

College rape investigations.
Afghanistan (No. 7 on the Failed States Index.)
Right-wing politicians who, once a year, claim they care about the poor.
Non-disabled Social Security disability recipients (0.7% of total).
The United States Senate and House of Representatives.
Every Middle-East “peace” settlement.

Vanna White (hasn’t turned a letter since 1997).
Karaoke and drunk people. For simplicity, let’s just say karaoke.
That said, watered-down drinks.
A dandelion on a windless day.
Clouds with painful raining or weak flow.
USB Barbeque Drives.

Frogs with a lisp.
A tick at a zombie picnic.
Sausage stuffed into plum skins.
Steve Jobs trying to chat up Thomas Edison in heaven.
Yoko Ono for-the-ever.
Link-infested blog posts.

There are some things that just don’t work.

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Sometimes, while searching for one thing, one stumbles upon some other thing that was never meant to be seen, or only by a select few.*  I am not talking about Edward Snowden material here — no, just certain things that people who want to sell you their products and services would rather you didn’t know.

In late 2012, I wrote a post about one such example from the financial planning industry that I encountered while reading an old trade magazine.  Today, I discovered another.

I am shopping for new eyeglasses, so I have been trying to find out who makes the best progressive lenses (i.e., no-line bifocals) these days.  My search for “Zeiss vs Hoya” led me to a website called Optiboard, which touts itself as “The Premier Online Community for Eyecare Professionals.”  Sounded to me like a goldmine of inside information that could help me decide on a lens.

The latest thing in eyewear seems to be individually personalized lenses.  I don’t know how these differ from normal lenses, but ordering them involves something above and beyond your everyday eye exam.  Here, the eyecare professionals on Optiboard talk about the reality behind your individually-personalized lenses:

We had a demonstration of the iTerminal  [Zeiss digital eye measurement machine] in our office about a year ago and the whole thing was a comedy of errors.  I love the Individual [brand of personalized Zeiss progressive lenses] but I don’t feel the need for the equipment.  I’ve had many satisfied patients whom I’ve measured manually.  [NCspecs, dispensing optician, Charlotte, NC]

The iTerminal looks great.  We don’t have one but are at the moment deciding between that and the Hoya measuring device (by the way, could you explain the significant differences between the two?). The main reason we’re getting one is not to improve our accuracy (although I’m sure it will, but we will still double-check it!) but to generate theatre and to impress patients, and thus to set us apart from our competitors. [Robert S, optical laboratory, UK]

Generate theatre and impress patients. Remember that the next time you pay $300 or more for your lenses. Chances are, a good part of that is no more than a marketing fee that pays for the machine that allows your optician to “stand apart from his competitors.”

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In my last years at Kodak, in the days when Kodak made film and people wanted to buy it, I attended a meeting where Kodak’s next-generation motion picture print film was being discussed. The “improved” film (from Kodak’s standpoint) had a lower silver content than the current version. It would be cheaper to manufacture and so provide Kodak a greater profit margin. The only problem was what to tell the processing labs. Film processing labs recover the silver from processed film and sell it at the market price, thereby reducing their costs. But if there is less silver in the original film, there would be less silver to recover in processing, and so less “money back” to the processing labs. What should Kodak tell them about the upcoming change? Would the labs notice?

During the meeting, I stood up (almost no one there knew who I was) and argued that we should tell the labs what was coming down the pike. I also suggested that the change might go over better with the labs if there was a way to pass along some of our savings to them. This would be a win-win, I recall telling the gathering, because it would generate trust and the labs would figure it out eventually anyway. As I recall, unless there was a change of heart after the meeting, the Kodak decision-makers decided not to tell the labs anything. This was a disappointment and eye-opener for me.

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Here’s the bottom line. Be it large business or small business, product or service, global or national or hometown, the person on the other end of the transaction is thinking of every possible way to relieve you of your cash, because his or her livelihood is at stake and, like a mosquito’s blood meal, you are the key to keep it going. To think otherwise is naive.

Want a reputable optometrist?  C. F. Eyecare.**

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* Unlike this blog, which is very much meant to be seen but is not, except by a select few and those who stumble upon it.
** Believe it or not, there is a C. F. Eyecare in Lansing, Illinois.
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The first and only other time Sue and I visited France was in 1995, with our teen-aged son and daughter.  We stayed in Paris for a few days, then toured the villages of central France, spending a day or two in each location before finally returning to Paris for the flight home.  For our trip this year, we decided to adopt a more relaxed pace and cut back on the travel:   we would spend one week in south-central France and one week in Paris.

I learned two things from our 1995 trip: our first day in Europe, we were so tired that we could not do much else than recover from our near-zombie state; and our last day in Europe was spent mostly on the road, heading back to Paris — we stayed overnight near the airport so we could more easily catch the morning flight home.  Looking back, it seemed to me that we could have more hours of fun this time around if we juggled the itinerary.  This is where Bordeaux comes in.

On Bordeaux, travel guru Rick Steves imparts this bit of wisdom: “Bordeaux must mean boredom in some ancient language.  If I were offered a free trip to that town, I’d stay home and clean the fridge.”  Nonetheless, I thought it made sense for us to head to Bordeaux for the first couple of days of our trip.

Where We Stayed in France

Where We Stayed in France

First, this would front-load most of the tedious travel.  We could take a train directly from Charles de Gaulle airport to Bordeaux — and maybe sleep a little on the train.  We would arrive in Bordeaux right at hotel check-in time so we could rest before dinner.  Our second day in Bordeaux could be low-key — see some shops, visit the art museum, adjust to the time difference.  Finally, on our third day, we could pick up our rental car and head to St. Emilion and Sarlat to start our more purposeful sightseeing.

On the tail end, spending our second week in Paris — rather than the first — would allow us to fully enjoy our final day in France.  We could simply hop on the RER train or get a shuttle from our hotel to the airport the morning of our return flight.  All this reinforced my decision to head south to Bordeaux to begin our trip.

I looked at other waypoints besides Bordeaux that were closer to Sarlat, such as Périgueux and Brive-la-Gaillarde, but the train schedules were uncooperative.   Traveling by train to Brive from the Paris airport involves two transfers, and we would not have arrived in Brive until 5:30 pm, more than 10 hours after our plane touched down.  That’s too much.

Shopper in Old City, Bordeaux - Click to Zoom

Shopper in Old City

So what did we do in Bordeaux?  Not a lot.  We skipped the museum, as we were still too tired to appreciate art.  We did a little gift shopping, and I strolled around the old city with my camera for an hour or so while Sue was taking a nap.

We had pre-dinner drinks both nights at a bar near Place Gambetta called The Central Pub.  It was very popular with young chain-smokers and drinkers.  And we very much enjoyed our meals at Le Grand Café, just a few steps from the Hôtel la Tour Intendance, where we stayed.  The hotel — ehh —  the front desk was very friendly, but the room was cramped and there was no ventilation unless we opened our door.  I thought it was way overpriced for $180 a night.

I liked the Old City (pedestrian area) where we stayed but the shops were pretty high-end.  Our taxi driver noted this as he dropped us off at our hotel — he raised his eyebrows and playfully asked if we were going to be shopping at the Hermès store.  [The driver was quite helpful, actually.  He told us — in very good English — that it was a holiday weekend in France and so we should ask our hotel to pre-arrange the taxi for our check-out day.  For that bit of advice, I gave him a good tip.]

Would I go out of my way to visit Bordeaux again?  Even though we didn’t see much of it, probably not.  We had some nice meals, but that isn’t unusual in France.  Bordeaux served the purpose I intended, which was to let us get adjusted.  If I were in this area again, I would want to be closer to the ocean — somewhere like Cap Ferret, about an hour west, where one can enjoy beaches and fresh seafood.

At this point, you must be thinking, this was a pretty long blog post about getting some rest and having a few good meals in a town we really didn’t explore.  So it is. C’est la vie.

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