Only Otters get to Play with Rocks

If you're this cute, we'll let you play with the rocks.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5usIxO_beYw


Everybody else, try to control yerself.


Last week I completely overhauled the way we package mystery bags.  The bags look exactly the same from the outside, but instead of weighing them down with a handful of loose peebles or one large stone, we're wrapping the rocks into contained little packets that is attach to the bag. This is a HUGE improvement.
    Now, when you dump out the contents of your mystery bag, you don't see a bunch of gravel mixed in with your vintage photos, slides, and old match books.  No one is mistakenly going to believe their spirit animal is a chunk of basalt and a horny rhino.  The bar back will no longer have to sweep up little piles of stone at the end of the night.  And.....  drunk, born-in-a-barn fools won't throw rocks around the bar.  Hooray!   Initial results after one busy weekend using the new packaging showthe bartendress is much happier with the Venderia than she was 2 weeks ago, and no one threw anything Friday, Saturday, or Sunday nights.  Progress.