At the New York State Fair you can piss and peruse. The Syracuse Post-Standard newspaper is so desperate for readers that it hangs its daily edition above the urinals in men’s rooms on the fairgrounds.
Of course when I’m urinating, the first thing that pops in my head is, “Hey, I didn’t buy the newspaper today!” (Actually that pops into my head when sitting on the toilet and reaching for a few sheets from the white paper roll.)
This dubious promotion can easily be labeled as piss-poor.
What lies ahead in the future? Flat panel TV screens above the urinals featuring the web edition of the newspaper? My blog would be a better choice. It’s short, easy to read, perfect when you’re on the fly.
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