Kevin invited us up to Conference Station Zebra (or if you’re using “Lost” nomenclature, The Hydra) to view the results of last Friday’s “sausage making” of the Swobo bike video. A motley crew gathered and waited for Kevin to show us his sausage. The response spanned the spectrum from positive to “an unending feeling of dread that haunts my every waking moments” (Harold’s words). Kevin and J-Town did an awesome job and hopefully we’ll get the finished result (or “sausage” if you insist on using Kevin’s disgusting term for it) up on our Facebook and Youtube channel. Let’s hear it for creative consensus!
Kevin dragged J-Town (receiving) out and about town Friday for a Swobo video shoot. Kevin got two parking tickets but the footage was worth it. As usual, we’ll have video evidence posted after Kevin gets done editing. J-Town made it back in one piece.
Today, Kevin and Bloggy drove out into the hinterlands and filmed three product managers during their daily lunch ride. The reason? I have no idea but Kevin assured me it was work-related and then tapped the side of his nose and slowly nodded. Puzzled, I did the same thing and we both stood there for 15 minutes tapping our noses and creeping out most of the accounting department. Nose-tapping aside, the shoot (the titular sausage making) was a moderate success.
Everybody had a good time. I guess you could call it a sausage party if you were so inclined. The only moment of genuine, abject terror came during a filming sequence on a fairly busy road. It was a slight downhill and our three riders were booking it. Suddenly, Matt and Jose came around on the left side of the filming vehicle. Instinctively, I corrected to the right to avoid them and forgot JBK was behind the car on the right side. Suddenly, JBK is doing 20+ mph thru sand and rocks off the shoulder. He kept his nerve and had the bike back on the road but it was a stark reminder for Bloggy: product managers search for death. There’s not much visual evidence as I was white-knuckling it for the most part but Kevin should have something visually stimulating posted in the near future. Here is photo of Matt and JBK sausage-partying it up…
It’s been a long, brutal slog but the final match has been set for this year’s edition of the Golden Paddle. After a well-contested match in the final loser’s bracket, Richard (shipping, quality control) yielded to a far superior Teddy (marketing hefé) in two games out of three. This now means Teddy plays defending champion James (receiving, imposing figure). James has a condor-like wingspan and reflexes like a meth-head on payday so Teddy will have his work cut out for him. The championship match is next Wednesday. For those of you looking to bet money on the match, contact Bloggy through his other venture, Mega-Bet-Fun-Time LLC based in Bermuda, slowly cornering the market of amateur ping pong betting. Have a frank and productive weekend.
For those who don’t know, Doug’s niece Olivia (although it could be O’Leary, I didn’t really hear her) spent the week working at Hawley. For legal reasons, she didn’t really work, but for blogging reasons, let’s just say we put her small hands to good use extricating bobbles and trinkets from our jammed office wood chipper. God bless that chipper. In addition to O’leary’s arrival , we also added Gates beltdrive components to our hallowed warehouse. We now have every component you need to turn your crummy chain driven bike into a beltdrive wunderkid. You just need to apply hacksaw to seat stay and don’t stop, believin’!!!! Have a frank and productive weekend…