This is what's weird about working for a huge advertising agency that just randomly happens to be in the middle of nowhere (i.e. Boulder, Colorado). I was pulling in to park at home after leaving the office, and there, right next to my house is this deer. A buck. Just chilling, eating my bush. I live in the middle of Boulder. There's just a deer someone here. Hanging out.
It's funny. As I drove to work the other morning I was watching the landscape pass by my window and thought to myself, "I can guarantee that no one else in the entire advertising saw a herd of cows on their morning commute this morning." But yet, I do every morning. There's a stretch of farm land between town and our office on the outskirts of the city limits. It's just weird. And somehow awesome.
It's cool to be removed from the world somewhat, not caught up in all the stuff going on out there. It's like a mountain hideout: Lock yourself up in the basement, scheme and then emerge with an awesome/evil plan. I like it.
I like venison too.
(As an aside, I refrained from any crashing-your-friends-car-head-on-into-a-deer-so-the-deer's-ghost-is-now-following-you-to-finish-of-your-new-car jokes for Ben's sake. I care about you, dude.)
Friday, February 6, 2009
Advertising and deers
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ummm...I just had some flashbacks and started sweating...then again I always sweat, luckily I don't always hit deer, that wouldn't be fun.
p.s. I hate deer and love eating venison.
They're gunning for my new car now. We must make stew of them before they can attack again.
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