Working on a film in Chicago we had a crew that for some reason or another spewed out ideas for t-shirts at an alarming rate.  Most weren’t good, but any idea is seen as great during hour 16 of a work day.  That’s the beauty of it.

The best shirt idea stemmed from the dealings with a producer who refused to call and Production Assistant (read: pee-on) by name.  Instead he used PA as a derogatory term for whoever happened to be standing closest.  So all Pas, myself included, were going to wear in:

Note that the name on the back was not allowed to be our own. That way, if this producer decided to try and use our names he’d be outing himself as having no clue who we were to the rest of the crew.  They wouldn’t have fired all of us at the same time… we hoped.

Another shirt actually got made from an offhanded comment I made to a gaffer working for ESPN with me one day.  We were talking about students who were “too emo to be emo” and their t-shirts.  Turns out he owned a silkscreen company to occupy his spare time, and a week later some of these showed up in the mail (It’s wrinkly, that’s what happens when you pull a shirt out of a gym bag for a picture)

Another shirt I would totally wear if someone would produce it (after making it look good of course)…

After shopping around for a new road bike I realize the phrase may be a little off base.  Maybe something like “Cheaper then a lifetime of therapy” would be a more accurate price point.

And although this isn’t a shirt, I’d sport this bumper sticker on my car somewhere.

It’s supposed to be a bit of a slap in the face.  People often act stupid towards one another without thinking.  Though I think Yield to Life goes for a bit of a different public image then the sticker represents.  Still.  I’m excited to see how the organization moves forward and in the mean time I’m going to think about what I’d do if I were them.

Last time I got bored on hiatus the web site was made (see the footer of the site for proof).  This time, I’m playing with PhotoShop.

Drop into the blender:

Bananas, Ice, Vanilla vitamin/minerals/healthy stuff powder, smidge of Cocoa powder

Blend this all together for bit, then add:

Peanut butter

Blend for a few seconds more.  What you do at this point is up to you; I tend to pour it away from sharp blades and drink it.

Now while am not sure there is such a thing as too much peanut butter, I have found that there is such a thing as too much peanut butter in a smoothie.  If drinking this after a solid ride, the “overload of peanut butter point” comes much quicker.  Started choking not having the energy to fix the giant wad of thick rich overloaded peanut butter clump in my throat.  That did not stop me from risking my life and finishing anyways.

Hopefully one day I can learn to enjoy it without giving myself a brain freeze.

*Cannot verify that steak would be gross blended.  Not sure I want to be the test dummy to waste a good steak finding out though.