It is my honor to introduce (drumroll please) Purchasing Manager and music commentator, Sergio Bencivenga.  A man who needs no (or probably wants no) introduction.

Take it away, Sergio:

Thanks, Art Star.

I have a firm belief: if you don’t like music. And you don’t listen to music. And you purposely keep it out of your life. You have no soul. No inner core. You are essentially a cardboard cutout of a human being.

With lots of UV coating, so you couldn’t even be recycled.

You’re mental.

I mean…what do you tap your feet to?  Bop your head to?  Hum along to?  Or don’t you???  Is it possible a subtle beat, string of lyrics, or jazz rhythm never enters your head? If so, do you swear it off, bang your head against the wall, and say 3 Hail Mary’s? You poor thing!

My Secret Santa has been leaving me little notes in reference to classic Rush songs.

 
I love Rush. Everyone in the office knows this, so it could be anyone. But it got me thinking about how much I love music. Not just Rush.  But music in general.

If music were a religion, I would follow it lock-step and would never miss a Sunday mass. Ever.

I introduced my kids to it at a very early age. Now they are 4 and 5. My daughter is a dancing machine (which is apparently illegal in some religions. Can you believe that?) and my son is absolutely obsessed with Rush.

I don’t care who your favorite band is. Genre? Could care less. Classsical? Country? Jazz? Christian?

Sigh…yeah…that’s music too I guess. Doesn’t matter.

All I care is that you listen to music. It’s everywhere. On the radio, TV, Elevator, Dentists office, blasting from the Blue Q office speakers, getting beamed via high tech satellites. EVERYWHERE. The only way you could possibly escape music is to purposely try to avoid it. And that’s just nuttier than a 3 legged cow with wings.

Music serves as my:
1) Inspiration
2) Psychiatrist
3) Outlet for many years of pent up anger and aggression
4) Drug (yup, you can get high off it)
5) Road Rage blanky when someone cuts me off in traffic ( “Road Rage Blanky”  – I just made that up!)
6) Etc. etc. etc. etc. etc.

My taste in music is vast. From classic Rush, Johnny Cash, and Pearl Jam to the complex lyrical and musical structure of Tool.

Sometimes, I need my music to be inspirational – other times soothing and calming like a nice warm cup of Chamomile. Then there are the days were I need my music heavy and fast – A no holds barred attitude that strikes you in the gut and delivers a firm uppercut to the jaw like a scene straight out of Fight Club.

And THAT my friends, is the beauty of music. Its ability to be whatever you want it to be.

I leave you with the backbone of Tool and one of the greatest drummers of all time:

Another guest blogger today. 

Welcome Jessica Rowe (but don’t call her Jessica.  Jess is best.)  She’s Blue Q’s amazingly talented and dedicated “Purchasing and Inventory Agent I Guess and Close Out Queen and Lot’s of Other Things”.   And she’s too busy doing whatever the heck it takes 2 computer monitors to do so here’s her “talk to the hand” photo and her gorgeous miracle baby, Lylah.

Take it away Jess:

6 Blue Q Gift Suggestions for this Holiday season:

For your little nieces & nephews that you’re sick of getting monogrammed Lillian Vernon gift items for:
 
I Heart Water Water Bottles…if you don’t think these are the cutest things on the planet, you have a problem.  A gator, an octopus and a beaver (shown)?  Perfect for little girls and little boys.

Coupled with a small lunch bag such as the Dick & Jane handy tote- a perfect little preschool combo!  And you’re teaching little tykes early on how to be ‘green’.

For your divorced mother in law:
Cougar Soap…do I have to say more?  I know…it’s embarrassing seeing her at the same bar you’re at on Friday nights.

To the person who has everything and you’ve searched every corner of the web for something original:
Everyone eats & washes dishes so who wouldn’t want or need a new, fresh, crisp dishtowel?  If that person doesn’t cook and they do need a dishtowel…hello???  The Microwave Is My Friend Dish Towel would be a perfect addition to their kitchen.

To all your favorite girlfriends that discuss the best products on the market over margaritas on the weekends:
Miso Pretty Hand & Body Cream.  My favorite Blue Q item…ever.  I love this stuff!  First the presentation is a gift in itself but the cream smells amazing and it’s truly a quality product…you won’t be disappointed.  Note- it will not erase wrinkles or shave cellulite off your ass.

To my police patrolling husband -
Police Are My Favorite People Car Freshener.  Because patrol cars stink!  It’s donut scented.  But policemen really don’t eat that many donuts.  Where did this stereo type evolve from?

Editors note: Ok.  I researched the whole donut police thing.  Looks like easy answer is….donuts shops are open all the time.  But trust me, I’ve seen that hottie husband of hers and I can tell you this, I doubt he eats many Krispy Kremes.

I’m just saying.