The Chronicles of Gene

A few months ago me and my boss where in Vancouver for a meeting with a large client. We were made to believe it was going to be a long, important meeting. It was none the less important got to meet the top guy there and discuss some ideas, but it was anything but long. We already had a hotel so we figured what could a pitcher of beer at cactus Club hurt, and plus the girls there are hot.
If the rest of the evening had a sponsor it would've been Liquor... "This debacle was brought to you by Liquor, it doesn't just make girls easy!". So one pitcher turned in to two, we head back to the hotel change quickly and make our way down near English bay for some questionable Thai food, it was good but no where near hot enough... my colon thanked them. From there we had some Thai beer, which was an interesting blend. By this point we've both got a buzz going and we've been talking about all kinds of ways to improve the company and any crazy ideas we could think of.

Checking out English Bay was cool, very beautiful spot, since I'd never been grabbed some bellini's from moxies and head out to the Jupiter Lounge. We get there and it wasn't all that busy, and the staff got more then one laugh out of the two of us. Once we found out there was going to be Karokee we decided to stick around for awhile and have a drink or two. I grabbed the waitresses attention and sent her forth to retrieve a menu filled with wonderful concoction of the gods. The name of the game was to have a different drink everytime. Needless to say by the time I butchered Nickle Backs how you remind me and teased a very large black man about being a pussy for not singing we were ready to go. The black guy laughed his ass off, he said he thought I was funny as hell.

Our night kept going the same way, the more we drank the more we came up with ideas to make money. It wasn't until we left Shine in gas town did the idea of all ideas hit me, we had been approached by more then one bum asking for money and we'd say no. Finally we'd been walking and hadn't had a drink for awhile and we were thirsty, so I told one if he could get us somewhere so we could get a drink I'd give him a $20. This dude practically came in his pants when I waved the $20 in his direction. Sure as shit he found us a place and even talked to the bouncers for us. It was here when Bum Tours came into my mind, my boss laughed and went what?! BumTours.com, basic idea was who knows the city better then the people walking it all the time, and who better to show you some sites you wouldn't see from a tour bus. It would be simple, the rich people pay for a bum tour, we'd have "licensed" bums who would get a commission for every tour their gave, getting the client high on fermented rat urine would be optional ;). Win Win for everyone, the bums get money, which could empower them to no longer be bums, and the rest of the world would get a real glimpse at what the other side is all about.

Well this weekend well getting liquored up with my boss and other co-workers at a local pub we talked about bum tours and everyone thought it was a funny idea but knew.... they absolutely knew the domain would be taken and it would be dirty. Well..... it wasn't! I picked it up yesterday, eventually bumtours.com will be the destination all the people will be heading too.

I know I know it's silly, but hey at least I have the domain and can do what ever I want with it!