This cacophony of images came as a result of two things: 1) In S Dallas, a historically rough neighborhood, there are a lot of buildings that would make great studios. The proliferation of seedy looking characters makes the idea less than appealing (though financially pretty alluring). My wife suggested we just paint a sign on the side of the building stating that the premises is protected by Chuck Norris... then not even evil spirits could be a threat!
2) Ridiculous MBA thinking. The company I work for is crazy in love with Sigma 6, ISO9000, DeepSpace 9 and any other corporate mumbo jumbo that will give them some way to keep their 6 figure employees busy making real worker's lives miserable. The thought of someone actually holding a greenbelt and being able to kick butt with it seemed like an irony all it's own compared with the pansy boardroom speak of a Six Sigma Greenbelt. Jack Donaghy, you're a wuss!
