Okay, so I'm ghetto as fuck and I don't have a camera, so here is a picture of my new trophy that I made with my scanner. (the picture, not the trophy).
It has a chick who looks like she has to pee and says "Beer Wench Becca", SGSAC Console Wars 2006. It's pretty much the coolest thing I've ever owned, and Timofoto kicks much ass for making it for me. I carried it around all night on friday until I broke it, but I managed to put it back together today.
That was pretty much the highlight of my weekend, until yesterday. This guy was in my work on his phone, telling someone that the Davis police should be arrested for terrorist activity. Since that's not actually a huge stretch I didn't think much of it, until I realize he's on the phone with the fucking White House. I stood outside cleaning the same window for like half an hour so I could listen to his conversation.
"Don't connect me to the comment line. No, don't connect me to the comment line, ask President Bush how long I'm gonna be held hostage for. Tell him Joe Sherman from Davis, California is on the line. Pound on his Oval Office door or something... Get the president on the phone. Well, make him available! Make him available, please (then he said that like eight more times in a row). Put the president on the phone. Tell him Joe Sherman of Davis, California needs to report terrorist activity. Use the bullhorn. Ask your supervisor for permission to use the bullhorn. Or go into the White House kitchen and wait until they come in for breakfast. Any one of their three kitchens, just make sure you head them off when they get there..."
At that point I figured there was no possible way of continuing to listen even semi-non-obviously, so I went inside. Later he showed me a letter he had gotten from the White House, which started, "Dear Mr. Sherman, Thank you for your letter inviting President Bush to Davis, California." and went on to say that unfortunately he had such a tight schedule he wouldn't be able to make it.
Overall, best weekend ever.

It has a chick who looks like she has to pee and says "Beer Wench Becca", SGSAC Console Wars 2006. It's pretty much the coolest thing I've ever owned, and Timofoto kicks much ass for making it for me. I carried it around all night on friday until I broke it, but I managed to put it back together today.
That was pretty much the highlight of my weekend, until yesterday. This guy was in my work on his phone, telling someone that the Davis police should be arrested for terrorist activity. Since that's not actually a huge stretch I didn't think much of it, until I realize he's on the phone with the fucking White House. I stood outside cleaning the same window for like half an hour so I could listen to his conversation.
"Don't connect me to the comment line. No, don't connect me to the comment line, ask President Bush how long I'm gonna be held hostage for. Tell him Joe Sherman from Davis, California is on the line. Pound on his Oval Office door or something... Get the president on the phone. Well, make him available! Make him available, please (then he said that like eight more times in a row). Put the president on the phone. Tell him Joe Sherman of Davis, California needs to report terrorist activity. Use the bullhorn. Ask your supervisor for permission to use the bullhorn. Or go into the White House kitchen and wait until they come in for breakfast. Any one of their three kitchens, just make sure you head them off when they get there..."
At that point I figured there was no possible way of continuing to listen even semi-non-obviously, so I went inside. Later he showed me a letter he had gotten from the White House, which started, "Dear Mr. Sherman, Thank you for your letter inviting President Bush to Davis, California." and went on to say that unfortunately he had such a tight schedule he wouldn't be able to make it.
Overall, best weekend ever.
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toez:
becca, it was nice meeting you last night, wish we could have had time to talk more, but hopefully there will be more chances in the future!
bigjimslade:
thanks again for the delicious brownies