I went with Emma to a media function, where free booze, finger food, name tags and chitchat collide. I found the representative from channel 10 and quite respectfully, while still sober, i could finally tell him to stop fucking with The Shield.
"stop fucking with the what? The shell?"
"The shield. TV show - you kept moving it around"
"oh, the shield, yeah, i never watched it"
"its good, and bring back Veronica Mars"
"oh god, that won't be back until december"
"damn, well thanks for letting me get that off my chest"
"not a problem, so what do you do?"
and the chitchat continued
The other highlight was being mistaken for the son of a high profile advertising dude, even though i was wearing a nametag and the people i was with saying "he's pulling your leg". So i just had to tell of dad's escapade at the Crazy Horse after the last executive meeting.
and i saw a dolphin
Monday, March 13, 2006
me on a boat
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3 comments:
holy shit!
Really? a real live dolphin? was it, like, moving and stuff?
you're kidding
-lfw
Sounds like rollicking adventures on the high seas!!
lfw - yes it was a real live dolphin and it was moving. well actually it the black of a half mooned night i saw a mass ripple in the water. I'm assuming it was a dolphin.
frase - when i'm around seamen its always fun for everyone
(i did not make any seamen jokes on the night)
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