So I went to, and survived, a trip to Hotlanta. There was a lot of meeting and greeting. The immensity of both the CNN Center and the main Turner Campus was indeed awe-striking. I even had some grits (damn good ones! With scrimps!).
I didn’t take a camera with me, dumbass that I am, so the closest you can get to seeing some of the visual highlights of a tornado-wrecked Atlanta are at Jared’s Flickr.
Quirky work-related tidbit: I recently reviewed a PSP game. Which is crazy, as I literally have not used my PSP in about a year. To wit, a certain Bradley Shoecrafter told a former co-worker of his that I opened the case to take out a game “for a review that was three jobs ago.” To be precise, the last game in my PSP was Monster Kingdom Jewel Summoner, which might have been my last review as a freelancer before I went to GameSpy. I actually didn’t even find the original charger, so I had to open my MGS Portable Ops PSP (hemp case, no snakeskin for me) to charge my normal one. Yowza.
Anyhow, the point of the story isn’t that I reviewed a good PSP game after a long while. The zany thing is that I don’t have a headphone adapter thingy for the PSP. Well, rewind a bit: I forget whether it’s the DS Lite, or the PSP, that needs a doohickey to plug headphones in. I’m inclined to think it was the PSP. Anyhow, since I didn’t think I could use headphones, I actually ended up plugging a pair (anyways) to the headphone jack on Delta.
If you didn’t know, Delta seats have this weird CD/MP3 jukebox dealio built-in. Then you build a playlist based on the albums that the plane has. My ipod was filled mostly with the new NIN album, and I wasn’t in the mood to listen to that. What I did instead was load up the John Fogerty disc.
So yea, instead of hearing that same FF battle theme, I was smacking fools and leveling up materia to shit like Proud Mary.
Anyhow, this entry is getting all sorts of stupid, so I’ll leave you with one last tidbit, my official Turner employee badge. Where the shadow lines up to make it look like I got some mullet action going on; where Kristy said that I look like a daylaborer thanks to the ’stache and fake mullet; where some computer in the Turner system spelled out my name as follows:
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