Two Posts for the Price of One...Freehundred Dolars

Double play!! Two blog posts in two days. I need to make up for all the weeks I missed.

I visited the Bellevue office for a week in early January and I have to say, it's always a pleasure to go there. They've successfully kept a small company feel that is very refreshing. Some examples below:

These two home-made signs are taped on or above the ancient shredder they have in the office. Why they don't have a newer one, I don't know. Probably because they spent too much time unjamming the shredder after putting 14-16 one-dollar bills through it all at once.

My previous visit to the office was just after Halloween in '08 and the office was adorned with Halloween decorations. During this visit, the office was decorated in non-denominational seasonal decorations (I have them well trained), but they found a way to incorporate the Halloween decorations into the seasonal decorations. I think they were celebrating the hallowed "Decemberween".





And then there was this guy...



This D-bag was walking around departure gate S1 at Sea-Tac yaking away on his B-tooth. He was ripping a strip off of the person on the other end of his mobile device. I heard him say this, "Shut up. No, seriously - you need to stop talking. You're an idiot. He's an idiot. Stop talking. Shut up. I need you to go tell that idiot that it's not going to happen that way..." This style of communication went on and on. I had to shut off every HR valve in my body to keep from giving him a talk about effective communication and the power of patience. I wanted to do this to the dude.



I was pleasantly shocked to find the Vonderful Goot Game of Dutch Blitz in a local game store. I thought it was only for Waterloo Region Mennonites who want to act out their animalistic violent tendencies through alternative cards and those of us who want to be just like them. I love how it's sandwiched between "Malarky" and "The Great Dalmuti". In less classy game stores it would be sandwiched between "Bullshit" and "Vagina Wars".



I don't know what was going on in the picture below, but it made me laugh. I had parked beside this car and something caught my eye as I was walking away. The entire steering wheel was covered in tiny post-it notes. Why? I don't know. Maybe it was a rental and the person renting it was OCD and didn't want to touch the steering wheel because of germs?



So, while we're on the topic of all things South of the border, there are a few things that I've seen grace the tvs in my hotel rooms that I felt were blog-worthy.

First, The Phantom Gourmet. The Phantom Gourmet is a show about food, but it's staged and edited like a sports program. The show chronicles all the best foods in the New England area. Awesome, you say. But wait...it's not all types of foods. It's just fast foods. This show displays food in a way that is so close to pornography, it's kind of disturbing.



Who the heck is Paula Deen??? Is she related to Jimmy Dean? If so, he's probably mad that she's out hawking pork products for another sugar daddy - Smithfield. Watch some of the commercials at the link below and you'll understand why Paula will slip into a pork coma within the next two years. My favourite is "The Birthplace of Bacon".

http://smithfield.com/about/advertising.php

When you were a kid, did you ever meet certain adults and even though you were just a kid, you could tell how sad and lonely the adults were? Seeing them in all their sadness made you plead to the coolness gods to never let you become so reprehensibly creepy? Well, the Hip Hop Magician is one of those adults.

http://www.hiphopmagician.com/

The dead look in his eyes, the mouth slightly agape in most of the pictures - this man is a clown and is clearly treated like one by everyone he meets regardless of their age.

I really shouldn't be so critical when this is what Canadian TV has to offer the world...



Bruce Cockburn probably wrote and performed this song for the Calgary flames to massacre. It's similar to when Marge made Homer a decoy cake to ruin so that he'd stay away from the good cake.