Nation: ‘In America, you have cookie aisles’

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“Diamond” David Welfare; Lauren McGrath, Australian B.A.S.S. Nation Marketing; Drew McGrath, Australian B.A.S.S. Nation President.
Don Barone

“Diamond” David Welfare; Lauren McGrath, Australian B.A.S.S. Nation Marketing; Drew McGrath, Australian B.A.S.S. Nation President.

“Thunder…”

Dateline: Inside down under

“Don't worry about the world coming to an end today. It is already tomorrow in Australia.” ~Charles M. Schulz

Do you bite an Oreo?

Or, do you twist it open and lick the white stuff first?

Or, or, are you an Oreo milk dipper?

This world has gotten way to complex for me so to deal with it I’ve simplified it just a little.

I judge a country, by its cookies. Baked goods not computer bugs.

Cookie insight.

So you know, if I pass you a cookie tray, I’m polling you.

Oreos are my go to research methodology, if Freud baked, flour would be your “superego.”

“Diamond” David Welfare: “In Australia we have maybe, maybe, just one shelf of cookies in our supermarkets.”

I’m a huge fan of Australia, love the country, the people, AC/DC, Olivia, that big rock thing, the reef, but the more “Diamond” David talks the more I’m worried about traveling into the future by Delta to get there.

“And Oreos, we have maybe a couple packs and they are just the black ones with the white filling.”

I write this down in my reporter’s notebook…“cookie blasphemy.”

Then I ask this: “Do you have milk there?”

And the Australians at the round tabletop just look at me…welcome to the B.A.S.S. Nation Championship registration dinner…and the possible mistake of letting me wander table to table.

“…went through to Texas…”

“When you don't know that you don't know, it's a lot different than when you do know that you don't know.”
~ Bill Parcells

“Hey mate, you know I’ve got a kilo on my body.”

“Huh, excuse me.”

I am roaming the B.A.S.S. Nation registration dinner, I’m rounding the back corner of the banquet room. I’ve done a bunch of these dinners, and at not one, NOT A ONE has anyone ever mentioned the word “kilo” to me.

“Um, hmmm, uh…”

“Right here…”

This photo was taken at almost the exact moment the guy in the black tee shirt was going to show me the Kilo he had with him, you see the look on my face, turns out that’s my “showing me your kilo” look.