Pop a la Mode

It’s been awhile since I wrote about New York and I have a few more stories that are worthy of being posted on the world wide web.

And I could use a funny right now.

As I mentioned previously, the whole purpose of the trip was to attend the International Toy Fair. With so many companies and so many new toys out there, people were pulling out all the stops when it came to marketing their product. Some were tasteful; some were funny and some were downright disturbing.

Example “A” of disturbing could be found in the women’s restroom at the Javitz Center.

Prior to meeting the potential client, Ang and I made a mad dash for the bathroom. As we mind our own business, all of a sudden you hear someone having a flatulence problem. You know, the poots or gas. It was very loud and appropriately disgusting.

I come out of my stall and noticed this picture posted on the wall - read after the jump for the rest.

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Have you ever had those moments when you don’t feel comfortable in your own skin?

I don’t know how to explain it but I feel antsy and nervous. I feel like I need to go run around the building about 10 times. I can’t sit still (but that isn’t new) and I’m having trouble focusing on my work.

It’s weird because I just don’t feel like me.

Maybe it’s spring fever starting early; maybe I’m not getting enough sleep; maybe I need a break. Whatever - I hope it goes away soon. I have too much to do to have a focus problem.

Actual conversation that happened today between myself and my mother.

Context: I was throwing out two hanging pots that had been hanging on my porch for almost a year. They were both dead. Very dead.

Mom: What a waste!

Me: What are you talking about?

Mom: You should keep those pots and just by new plants. You can repot them.

Me: Mother, the real waste would be if I were to buy new plants. They would just die too. That’s waste.

Oh and my new floor is still unlaid in my kitchen. We opened a box and found the wrong color tile was sent. No surprise. Dad finished all the prep work and laid a new subfloor and installed new casings for the doors and base molding. So we’re ready to start next time.

So you know I’m in Atlanta for meetings right? Well I happen to be with my favorite client in the world and we always have too much fun. And tonight - no exception.

We went to a mystery dinner theater in downtown called Agatha’s. And oh my word, it was funny. Between watching my boss do a row your boat dance and watching my client sing a pirate song to “You Are My Sunshine” - I think I broke my cheeks laughing so much. The play was called “Pirates of the Chatahoochie” and it was stupid. But I guess that’s the point.

Although Keith (who posts here sometimes) and I were the only ones that didn’t drink alcohol the entire night. We figured that we were too sober to understand what was going on around us. We just laughed at the drunk fools that were acting crazy.

One word: Blackmail.

If you were reading the comments in the last section, you will notice that Ang and I were talking about a scary corn on the cob. No kidding - it was freaky. It was part of this troup of weirdly dressed people singing and dancing, playing the accordion and playing the clarinet.

We have no idea what they were promoting or even if it was a product. But it was scary. And I don’t have a picture of the dog, but he hit on Angela. Take a look after the jump for corn picture.

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Part of the whole reason for the trip to NY this weekend was to attend the International Toy Fair at the Javitz Center. We have a new client that we’re targeting and we did a little reconnaissance during the opening day.

The toy fair was the most overwhelming thing I’ve been to in my life. They were expecting over 12,000 people there in three days. And I think most of those people were in our potential clients’ booth.

The first thing I run into that morning was this guy: