Last month I went out to California to park cars at my brother’s wedding. It was a beautiful, beautiful occasion and I made some good tips. Following the wedding we traveled up to the central coast where we toured some wineries, ate some really good food and met some great people. On our second day up the coast we went to San Simeon and visited the Hearst Castle; www.hearstcaste.org.
WOW. It completely blew my mind. From the construction of the castle to the history of William Randolph Hearst himself, the entire estate and the story behind it is simply amazing. I had never seen anything like it in my life . . . it is so inspiring. For like an hour it really motivated me to do something totally awesome.
Absolutely amazing it was.
I can honestly say there is only one other thing in the universe that amazes and intrigues me the same way Hearst Castle does . . . The Bluetooth Wireless. Much like Hearst, the Bluetooth Wireless demands respect. When William Hearst walked into a room, his presence was known. You could feel his aura. I would argue to say that the Bluetooth also makes its’ presence known. The man who dons the Bluetooth doesn’t have to say a damn thing, nothing . . . and that’s because that miniature battle station strapped securely to his ear, the one playing the part of the blinking tower atop the Hancock Center, says it all: “I mean business, fuckers.”
Hearst was a workaholic and did not make much time for anything else. The Bluetool is all business all the time. The Bluetool’s business and networking skills are what dreams are made of. Hearst had a dream, a vision . . . an estate, a castle if you will, a place he could reward his years of work and share it with friends. The Bluetool shares this trait. He has visions of a kickass cigarette boat. And an acoustic guitar that will never be played.
The Bluetook is much too busy for a phone that is traditionally answered with a hand. There just aren’t enough hours in the day to fuss with such nonsense. The Bluetool will always opt for one-touch push button answering. That way he can walk, talk, text and sext at all times while also maintaining a constant image of importance and focus . . . all while enjoying a vodka/redbull/24 hour energy libation.
There might be other amazing and kickass things in the world. I have found my two. One had a kickass house, and the other is just plain ole kickass.
Keep that light blinking, friends. Blink away.
