Monday, November 7, 2011

I'll See You At The Copacabana Tonight

I came into work the other day and someone had taken my chair and phone charger, so I immediately accused Matty Smith. I went on a tirade about how this would never have happen at a big agency. After my rant, I found my self kind of missing the big agency life, so to get a little fix I went up to BBDO on 6th and 51st and kind of lingered around until most people were gone and snuck into David Lubars' office.

It was nice sitting in that chair, spinning around to look out over 6th Ave with mounds of award show metal on the sill. I sat behind his desk and pretended to answer important phone calls. "Hello, FedEx, yes thank you, thank you, I agree, that was awesome, I'll see you at the Copacabana tonight."I played David's double-necked Gibson SG for a while and rolled around his polar bearskin rug. A very nice cleaning lady named Marta came in and snapped a picture of me and then showed me where the hidden latch to the secret mini bar was and I ate all of David's cashews. I used his private bathroom too, but was sure to spray plenty of Lysol.

And I got to tell you, surrounded by Eames chairs and gumball dispensers, I didn't want to go back to the temporary space on 28th and the highway where people steal my chair and take my Macbook power chord. But security came and escorted me out and questioned me for a while. I also got a letter from Frankfurt, Kurnit, Klein, and Selz informing me of pending charges. I tried to call David to apologize, but his assistant said he wasn't there. But I know he was. Lying there on that white bearskin rug, eating cashews, playing Stairway To Heaven on his SG.

Tuesday, November 1, 2011

Congressional Hearings On Ferris Wheels

Th Walking Dead is the most boring thing on TV. I would rather watch CSPAN congressional hearings on ferris wheels than this boring shhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjj

Sorry, I fell asleep writing about the boring zombie show. Stick with the graphic novel by Robert Kirkman.