When my mind isn't wandering, I can think pretty intensely.
“We should open a restaurant. We make great sandwiches,” I said to @twelch12. He replied, looking at my pork tenderloin slices topped with cheeses and jalapenos, “And apps. We should have apps for apps.”
He’s referring to iPhone applications for appetizers - that would be fun. I can sense some rolling of eyes, and I realize the idea of inserting a digital system to order food and drinks may sound ridiculous to some, but the idea is not as much about streamlining the service or cutting the cost of a waiter. Waiters are a staple; moreover, they provide personality to the dining. What Thomas and I began to discuss highlights the trend in digital data flow and analysis, not to mention social potential in the social media frontier.
If orders for food and drinks were placed via a mobile device, the possibilities explode for the restaurant. The device could show what’s hot, have a rating system with comments for the chef/manager, provide easy data on quantity and time/date trend of specific foods. The restaurant could lean out it’s inventory or know when to bring in the freshest food for the most demanded moments. It would be fantastic for rookies to order based on real data favorites and compare likes to other, more familiar tastes.
If the system could link to an app with high depth such as Foursquare, where the data could be deeply analyzed and interpreted by their team. And since Foursquare recently commented how they are in the data business not just check-ins, the idea of ever flowing information would be incredibly lucrative and powerful to their development. Similarly rated and sampled data could offer new restaurant suggestions through a very deep use of the “Explore” function. It would not need to be Foursquare, but I feel it is the most recognized social sharing service directly related to this idea. Maybe @arainert and/or @dens are already pursuing this.
I could see flat screens at a bar showing real-time graphs or charts of what is being ordered and how long meals take to be at a restaurant delivered. Maybe the most ordered beer of the night goes on discount the next night. Happy hours could be taste relevant and games could be created. The 100th Vegas Bomb is free…I know a few people interested. Restaurants could have foods promoted and bars could have drinks promoted. There lies another source of small revenue. Although, I think if this were to hit bars, due to a positive correlation of clumsy smart phone handling and elapsed time, maybe the application should be based on an individual’s phone, not a venue owned asset.
These are just some thoughts and ideas built from a couch discussion on a Sunday evening. It kind of reminds me why @twelch12 and I dropped Chemistry II in college; late night brainstorms instead of studying/working. Plus, Chemistry was hard.
When I was younger, getting hurt usually coincided with a cool scar anxiously exaggerated about during recess(I miss recess). Whether it included something little on your hand or a skinned knee from falling off your bike(post-training wheels, I hope.), there was usually a good story to accompany the band-aid.
During elementary school at a summer camp, I was playing an aggressive pickup cabin basketball game. All competitive 9 year olds know, indoor cabin basketball is not taken lightly, and while the game developed, we stepped up our game. As the physical level rose to that of an NBA playoff game, we stumbled, and I landed on the edge of an open trunk. After cleaning the mess, getting bandaged, and briefly letting the healing process begin, I was elated to see the scar on my forearm; a perfect Nike swoosh. This was also the day I
had to become became a Nike fan.
During middle school football, my leg decided I was due for another unique story. Taking a blindside tackle(possible inspiration for the movie), my leg broke ensuring a surgery to follow. This one doesn’t resemble a brand or logo but could be identified as a percentage sign, I guess. I’m no Harry Potter. This scar probably won’t lead to anything special, but in my youth, it provided a great story.
While skateboarding in high school (yep, I did that.), I took a couple decent spills; moreover, those left some nice skinned elbows and knees.
And of course, there are the little ones, I’m sure I picked up but have faded from sight. All [good] stories at the time, but as an adult, I’ve noticed the recent tales of scars or injuries to follow a pattern outlined by one of three categories:
1. We’re getting older and fragile, requiring surgery related upkeep/tuning.
2. Shaving is harder than those Gillette commercials make it out to be. This happens. I know a guy.
3. I get distracted when around the oven…or any hot cooking tool for that matter.
Summary of the above: The oven and I are in a fight, and recent injury-based stories wouldn’t have much glamour in the recess hierarchy these days.