Saturday, March 04, 2006

blogging under pressure

I've just been informed that I must put down my latest knitting project (a cozy for my DS) and tell the world about my latest adventures.

Behold my tale of the blimp!

In between periods at Winterhawks games (junior hockey) there is a small blimp that flies out from the rafters of the Rose Garden arena. The crowds go wild -- absolutely wild -- screaming and waving their arms in an effort to attract the blimp to fly over them. When the blimp finds a worthy group of fans, it lets loose its booty and pieces of paper rain down upon the crowd. And just what are these pieces of paper that cause the crowds to whip into such a frenzy? Coupons. Coupons, you ask? Uhh, okay... Coupons that are redeemable for an airline ticket or two? Mayhaps a gift certificate to an expensive restaurant or a spiffy new digital camera? No. Instead, these precious pieces of paper offer fans such lofty gifts as a free quart of milk from the local Fred Meyer. Milk. Yup.

The punchline to all this is the looks of disappointment on the faces of the children of Oregon who thought they were going home with something that would be the envy of their entire neighborhood.

3 Comments:

Blogger Dr. Hectic said...

"The milkblimp is coming! The milkblimp is coming!"

Gross.

12:33 PM  
Blogger Dr. Hectic said...

What I meant to say was, of course, "Knitting project? Bravo! Blog that knit, yo!"

12:36 PM  
Blogger YoMama said...

Was at a Mighty Ducks game last week (Minnesota lost), and the blimp there was disgorging coupons for Arrowhead bottled water . . .

11:41 PM  

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