This Memorial weekend I had the pleasure of meeting with Lisa to do a spur-of-the-moment-ish shoot. We were doing some site scouting this week and found an area behind the velodrome near Morely Field. It was our first session and I felt like we riffed off each other’s thoughts and ideas well. I’m looking forward to our upcoming photo projects.

If winning a chili cook off at work wasn’t enough last Friday, I went down to Hooley’s with Sherry and Joel to meet & greet my local comedy heroes. Since I missed The Mikey Show‘s first event, I had to catch this one.

About a month ago the show did a random Your-Mama joke off and “Hoyle” said, “Your mama’s so fat she eats Wheat…Thicks.” That had to be the best one I’ve heard my whole life. I couldn’t help myself, so I made a logo, ironed it on to a shirt and wore it to the event. I thought I’d get a few chuckles but got a bigger reaction that I thought.

After asking Mikey to sign the shirt, he read it and freaked. He pulled Woods over and asked to get a picture immediately; the next thing I knew it felt like the whole bar was looking my way. It had to be the best, and most embarrassing, way for me to introduce myself. Every cast member is just as nice and funny as they are on air. If you’re from San Diego and haven’t heard them give a listen one morning at FM 94.9 (East Coast friends and family: stream it through their site). You’ll be happy you did.

I recently decided to block all entries about Nicolas, for two reasons. I was thinking about how odd it would be that anyone could look up my son’s whole upbringing and I’m not sure if he’d appreciate that much information about himself publicized when he gets older. The other reason is pretty self-explanatory. It’s sad we live in a time we have to consider these things but I have to. That all said, these posts are easily accessible for all friends and family, just contact me through all the ways you normally would and I’ll give you the passwords. Thank you all for your patience and understanding with this.

We had a rough week at work like any office that has rough weeks. In today’s morning meeting Justin brought up that we should think positive and try to bring back some good vibes. This afternoon I ran into the Easter Bunny, here’s the e-mail I sent out after our talk:

From: Arthur Ebuen
Date: Fri, 02 Apr 2010 14:27:13 -0700
To: All@work
Subject: The Easter Bunny was here with treats

I went outside to grab something from my car and saw the Easter Bunny. I approached him and the conversation went something like this:

Me: What up Easter Bunny?
EB: (Embarrassed) AW SNAP, you can see me?
Me: I’m talking to you aren’t I?
EB: A’ight, don’t gotta be a punk ‘bout it.
Me: What’cha doin’ lookin’ at our building? Our signage ain’t crooked is it?
EB: Nah, I was getting’ ready for Sunday then I felt the “Good Vibe” call from your peeps, and I was like, “Yo, I’m needed up in there.” So I came down to do my thang. I’m here to bring good vibes with chocolate.
Me: Chocolate don’t bring good vibes!
EB: What?
Me: You heard me.
EB: What does then?
Me: Jokes.
EB: Jokes? You must be high!
Me: For real.
EB: For real? Gimme one then.
Me: Aight. Yo mama so fat… She eats Wheat Thicks! (Me with a closed fist over my mouth while pointing with the other hand) OOOHhh, SNAP!
EB: Now that’s just mean, my mom’s a saint… Jerk!
Me: My bad.
EB: I just need to get you guys some chocolate.
Me: So why ain’t you doin’ it then?
EB: Well, no one can see me and I don’t want to freak everyone out with floating chocolate eggs and cookies, that’s not gonna give good vibes.
Me: I can see you.
EB: Yeah, for some reason I’m visible to people over 30 but under 5’5”. Trying to get that fixed.
Me: Now that’s just mean.
EB: See how it feels… YO! I just figured it out. Bring these inside for me and tell them what’s up. Cool?!
Me: Aight, bet.

We fist bumped then (poof) he and his ghettoness disappeared. He said to enjoy the cookies and chocolate eggs in the weird alcovy thingy place.

Arthur