Tuesday, November 30, 2010
Wednesday, November 24, 2010
Tuesday, November 23, 2010
Monday, November 22, 2010
A toast to the arrival of the snow storm. Welcome to Hell. In the next couple of weeks we'll be riding snow mobiles to work. I can get behind that.
This ghetto space heater has been keeping the Industrees warm for 5+ years. And of course we're in the process of getting a new furnace, which means our old one broke and we're currently freezing our asses off. If you live in west seattle and find your tree missing, we've cut it down and burned it in the fireplace. Thanks for supporting the Industrees!
You don't have to be a pervert to see what i see. 2 lamps 1 box.
A little light reading from the library buried on the other side of my desk. I'm gonna bring this to our company book club to see if we can get some milage out of it.
Another treasure found in a random box. I called dibs. You could carry a lot of groceries home with that sports bra/bikini thing.
AK's keyboard from the 90s is a health hazard.
Wednesday, November 17, 2010
Pete demonstrating something you should never do. Good thing he locked that door. I couldn't imagine how that would play out.
Sadie (aka Satan) filing my mail in her brand new vest made of brown paper bag.
Black Friday...to be continued.
We're still working on cleaning out some of the rooms to set up more office space. Kristen found one our old screen templates. She was asking if we wanted to toss it. I made sure to snap a quick picture because she looked like one of those crazy religious people downtown. Whammy.
Found these in a bag in a box. Surf bootie check. Expired condoms check check. Inflated package of Emergen C check. And a "free sex" ad check. All things required to have a strange adventure.
And finally, this memo pad was discovered. Pretty sure that's Dano's writing. I wouldn't dare question rotisserie chicken.
Nothing goes better with beer and ankle socks than rotisserie chicken. Everybody knows that.