Wednesday, June 2, 2010
in the bottle business
coca cola...yeah, that cocaine laced soft drinks. no this was then when they're at their 1st 5 years of production (according to that program i saw 3 days ago where in a rare occassion coke opened up their secret place for a lady journalist and showed what they were storing since their company started, like coke memorabilias, coke arts, jingles, commercials, posters and etc.) but that addictive additive was nicked after just a few years, for reasons of no need for more elaboration here, just think of that word cocaine...i missed that daintily shaped coke when i was young. although i'm not drinking this concoction anymore, blame it on ginger ale vernors made here locally and brewed for 2 years before it hits the shelves. it's soothing to your tummy and medicinal as well. sort of more bangs for my bucks :) and yes, talking about bottles...bottling a new brand of beer was an obsession by the late husband of my beautiful senorita, my spanish rich lady benefactor. i remember them talking about it and have seen proto type of these bottles. he wanted to compete with san miguel beer then, but he died at age 60 and the reason? liver cancer, he drank like maybe 5-12 semi-frozen beers every night before dinner and all they did at makati medical center was an open and close operation...our senorito loved beer, died because of beer, and dreamt of selling and making beer. i would guess that he died loving and dreaming about beer as well, very sad...and speaking of beer, there was a muse who loved to toast it too, maybe a signal to her lovey dovey when she wasn't pleased with what's going on in their love paradise, laughs. yeah, beer, that brown colored bottle of booze that is sooo smooth that it is disguised as a nicely hidden silent killer. wow, whoever invented beer is the true genius. he imagined how to victimize drinking gents, take them for their money by selling them stuff that is not good for one important part of their body, their livers...the sifter of toxic pollutants of our body. it is a slow death, on the sixth decade of life as the experience of our senorito but some are not as lucky, they were dead on their 40's, hmn, that is not good for your muses guys. call it quits before it's too late and you and your sweetie pies could open more doors, could call each other more and what else... could make up again and again if a lover's quarrel is in the air, laughs. oh well! but going back to coke, this camel, no it's an alive camel alright, not the head of a camel taken er painted as a love offering or a gift, laughs, i saw one pre-xmas, last year :> this camel is addicted to coke too, not very good...coke is even trying to get animals as their customers? ...now if ever, that is just a low blow...