I picked this magnet up at 221b Baker Street, at the Sherlock Holmes Museum.
You know, the one where Mr. Watson scared the pants off of me, by simply moving. What? You can see him here in this vid, tho I suppose he's not as scary here.
I was saving this magnet for a couple of reasons. One, because when my former agency rebranded, one of the names were hoping to use was Baker Street, in honor of us looking for the truth (or some facsimile of it), and our amazing powers of deduction (such as they were). But, you wouldn't believe how many Baker Street marketing communications companies there are in this world. So of course, we went with another name and...don't get me started.
Then, I was saving this magnet for when the second Sherlock Holmes (either movie or series) came out, but then I thought that's fooooorever away, and we leave for London in 13 days!
Which totally means I can find other replacement magnets for them while I'm there. What?
You know, there's a big part of me that wants to collect every single one of these street sign magnets that I can find while I'm over there. There's a ton of them.
But, if you think about it, it'd be like me collecting all those Times Square or Broadway or 42nd Street or Wall St. green magnets from those souvenir shops along 8th Ave. And, yes, while I've thought about collecting those, I've wisely refrained.
No room at the inn. For the magnets, or the crazy.
But really, the magnets.
Crazy...well, ya'll are reading this magnetblogpost.
So, there.
1 comment:
Remember? Turned out Watson had just gotten back from visiting Gastonia or something ? He was nice.
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