Chris stands in front of the Coburg Dairy sign, this really old-timey sign that's been in Charleston forever. The cow and the giant chocolate milk rotate, and the "Danger" warning ill advises any sort of horseplay on or near the sign, suggesting they've had a problem with that in the past. When asked why he liked the sign enough to pose with it, Chris replied, "I don't know, I love old stuff like that. And, like Coburg Dairy, I'm better than I have to be." No argument there.
Thursday, August 21, 2008
Gratuitous Chris Pic
Chris stands in front of the Coburg Dairy sign, this really old-timey sign that's been in Charleston forever. The cow and the giant chocolate milk rotate, and the "Danger" warning ill advises any sort of horseplay on or near the sign, suggesting they've had a problem with that in the past. When asked why he liked the sign enough to pose with it, Chris replied, "I don't know, I love old stuff like that. And, like Coburg Dairy, I'm better than I have to be." No argument there.
It's Ice!
Our corporate events require many provisions: beer, wine, liquor, snack foods, first aid kit and quite a bit of ice. Cubed. The good stuff. To boot, our editorial and production staff enjoy "living out of the cooler" while on the road, and have legendary near-unrealistic standards regarding cold beers. So when our ice supply began to run low en route to Pawleys Island from Charleston during CHRIS '08 , we began searching for those familiar ice chests posted outside gas stations when lo and behold the "Twice the Ice" 24-hour ice shack presented itself to us. Talk about serendipity. $1.50 for a 20 lb bag of ice. You can't even get a pack of Big Red for $1.50! [this claim has not been verified by Chris Weekly, Inc.]
Tuesday, August 19, 2008
From the CW Mailbag
The CW staff vehicle pulled into Charleston about an hour or so before our 10:00 dinner reservation at 82 Queen. Chris noshed on she-crab soup and bouillabaisse. Editorial/production personnel had the crab cakes. Easily the best we've ever tasted, complete with authentic low-country Hoppin' John.
Chris enjoys a shrimp-and-grits breakfast at the Lost Dog Cafe in Folly Beach.Wallace P. in Shirlington writes:
"Hey, CW! Thanks to your lazy ass blog I never want to see another box of Duncan Hines cake mix in my life ["From the CW Mailbag," July 30]. Okay, that's not true. White cake with the sweet frost forever, buddy! But I am looking forward to a new post."
CW replies: Thanks for still being there, Wallace. And you're in luck. Chris Weekly is back, baby. We've returned galvanized and refreshed from our company's first annual "CHRIS '08": Corporate Holiday Retreat in the South. Six days of sun, sand and surf allowed our overworked employees to just sit back, soak up some rays and reflect. On Chris. And we were lucky enough to nab the big guy for the whole week, too, which needless to say puts the "treat" in "retreat." Now go ahead and shut down early for the day and lose yourself in these exclusive photos. More to follow.
Breaking News: Chris Weekly to Post Within the Hour
In all honesty it might be more like a couple hours but that would have exceeded the character limit for the Title line. Our editors are back from our company retreat and ready to write so be sure to refresh, say, after lunch.Thanks,
The CW Team
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