Archive - July 2014

We got these coat hangers when Lou’s mom died. We got all we could take. 40-some for Billy here and at least 18 for me. All wooden. And with coat hangers, when there’s nothing on them, it’s not stealing. Nothing wrong with it. You take as many as your arms will hold. Maybe come back with a cart. Cause they’re just gonna end up thrown in the ocean anyway. Along with the shopping carts and video consoles.
Look it’s all nothing – it don’t mean nothing. Just take a good hanger. You’re always gonna need it. C’mon, this is me talking. Your brother never woulda shrunk himself down and jumped in my ear if I wasn’t good people. CHARLIE!! YOU KNOW ME!!!
COME GET SOME HANGERS!! OH!

Listen, on the business of these hard candies…
Can you feed them to ducks without them exploding?
The ducks, I mean. They've got to stay upright until I'm gone. I'm trying to get this grant…yeah, without changing my last name.
My last name? Motorcycle.
My last name is Motorcycle.
It's German.
Mmm-hmmm.

Master Candy Designer Atkinson brings his vision to the world of hard candies:
“Fill it with nougat and walk away.”

This Bird Wine, John, you say it comes from the top of the forest? Have you been there, John? All the way to the top?
Did you see the giant, John? Is his beard still red?

I like the idea of having a stuffed animal character included. Not center stage. Just present, at times, to help push things in the right direction. Give him a cigarette holder and make everybody feel important when he's on screen.
I got a buddy, Lou, he's good with socks. I'll bring him on board. Let him sit by the doorway during meetings. Then when it's time to serve the bread, there's old Lou. Silent, with a smile, handing you a bowl of good bread.