August 24, 2004

THE SOMBRERO PROJECT ROLLS ON

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It's been a while since the The Sombrero Project (and its subsequent parts (Dos, Tres and Quatro and Cinco), have had a significant update.
Well, we took that bad boy out for a trip to our favorite Tampa Mexican eatery, El Taconazo on Hillsborough Avenue.
Then we brought it back to the office and shot a buttload of pics, targeting staffers who had yet to wear the crown.
The results? Extraordinary.
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First things first: chicken burritos all around. Gotta take care of bidness, after all.
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It had been 6 weeks since we'd done the 'Nazo. Rommie was anxious. He attempted to calm himself in anticipation of the meal by casing the joint's fine dry goods and wares. Ultimately, he was unable to decide if he really needed a miniature boxing glove on a keychain colored red, green and white like the Mexican flag.
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The meal finally came and 'Nazo neophytes Baird and Randy dug in to enjoy the delicious burrito treasure. They were not disappointed.
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It was after the meal that it was time to initiate the new 'Nazo disciples with the Crowning Of The Sombrero.
Satisfied by the fine vittles, Randy appears in the above photo to be wistful for the warm sun and cold beer found on the beaches of Cozumel.
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Some men are born to wear the 'brero.
Baird appears to be one of those men.
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We attempted to spread the mirth by sharing it with other amigos in the dining room. This proved futile. Because when you're a guy, no matter how old you are, you're never to old to throw the bunny ears in back of your buddy's head.
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We also shared the hat with a food server. The blue bandana proved to be a lovely accessory to the sombrero.
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Back at work, finding willing targets was like shooting sombrero pics in an elevator.
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With one pinch of the brim, Heidi experiences the true happiness that the sombrero provides, a mood elevator equalled only through the use of illegal pharmaceuticals.
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Here, Sarah proves that the sombrero is a hat fit for The King.
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When Mike wears a sombrero, he means business.
How can you tell?
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By the sign over his shoulder, of course.



Posted by Jeff at August 24, 2004 07:57 AM
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