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When I was traveling through the lower Himalayas, I was cajoled to do a mural for a village coffee shop. I decided an "aged" trompe l'oeil effect was a perfect way for the sign to be visually intergrated with the surrounding shops. The man in the foreground is Bob, the barista whom I came to trust with my life.
Believe it or don't.
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Comments (7)
I believe it...
I was there not long ago, although Bob's shop has been taken over.
It's now a Starbucks. There's another one next door, & yet another across the path.
On a positive note, Bob was retained as general manager. His territory extends from Pithoragarh to Lawan.
Bob insisted on a clause in his contract that the mural be preserved for all posterity.
Posted by Terwiliger | December 27, 2007 12:15 AM
Posted on December 27, 2007 00:15
It's so simple!
All I have to do is divine from what I know of you. Are you the sort of man who would travel through the lower Himalayas to paint an "aged" trompe l'oeil toon mural for Bob the barista whom you came to entrust with your life?
Now a clever man would lie, because he would know that only a great fool would believe what he was told. I am not a great fool, so I can clearly not choose to believe you. But you must have known I was not a great fool; you would have counted on it, so I can clearly choose to believe you.
Bob the Barista? really? :)
Posted by Kevin | December 27, 2007 12:25 AM
Posted on December 27, 2007 00:25
Moca Latte or straight up black with sugar?
Oh, and nice tie!!!!!
Posted by GarandFan | December 27, 2007 12:45 AM
Posted on December 27, 2007 00:45
HEY KEVIN
Over the top? Why are wildest stories the ones that turn out to be true.
Oh yeah....Shawn Wallace called. He wants his lisp back.
HEY G
NO COFFEE FOR YOU!
HEY T
The longer story involves a venomous Himalayan toesucker and a machete.
Posted by john Cox | December 27, 2007 10:30 AM
Posted on December 27, 2007 10:30
inconceivable!
Posted by Kevin | December 27, 2007 1:01 PM
Posted on December 27, 2007 13:01
Hmmm....last guy I called "Bob" had been in the water 4 days....but that's another story.
Posted by GarandFan | December 27, 2007 11:24 PM
Posted on December 27, 2007 23:24
HEY JOHN
I was safe from the toesucker, as my feet hardly ever touched the ground.
I'm a big guy & I'm not very ambulatory, so I procured a wide-glide rickshaw that was pulled by a temporary resident Sumo champion-in-training who called himself Locky-San.
It's an OK way to travel, but I ended up with vertigo because he kept chasing chickens all over the place & he wouldn't let go of the rickshaw.
Posted by Terwiliger | December 28, 2007 5:22 PM
Posted on December 28, 2007 17:22