So there’s been a mysterious character roaming our offices recently. His name is Ooka Chaka. He’s been friending us on Facebook. And without warning, he will show up on your desk with a note instructing you to take him home for the weekend, take pictures, upload them to Facebook, and return him to a specific spot in the office on Monday morning. This past weekend, I was hit. So, what else could I do but comply?

So, I thought I’d post it here too, as I posted it to Facebook.

I found this on my desk at the end of the day last Wednesday. I think it speaks for itself.

Driving home from work. I insisted we drive safely.

It didn’t take long to lose control of the situation. A battle over the radio soon broke out. I won’t tell you which one of us preferred Ringo.

(More shocking is that anyone actually uses the radio anymore, much less has a preference about it.)

Thursday night was the weekly Magic Meathands show at The Spot in Culver City. (plug –www.magicmeathands.com – plug)

Of course Ooka had to go.

Before the show started, he decided to do an impromptu set to open for us.

Ooka then hung out with some more Meathands. Heather showed him some improv games that we use to warm up before the show. This one is called “hang loose telephone”.

Ooka really got into this improv thing. Here he is showing off his suggestion for our show. I don’t know why he’s showing it off like that. It’s supposed to be hidden until we’re on stage. That Ooka! Such a rule breaker!

Ooka jumped onstage during our show, nearly tackling Shane! Fortunately Shane’s sexy lips calmed Ooka down.

Friday night, we took a walk around our neighborhood. Ooka took an immediate interest in local print journalism.

We then stopped at a classy upscale restaurant known as Burger King. Ooka was thirsty!

And hungry!

(And lazy.)

He got so hopped up on fake food, he ran out to the Burger King playpen.

Ooka insisted that I take his picture in front of this. I couldn’t tell if he really liked the Jonas Brothers or if he was being ironic.

And Saturday night, it was another Magic Meathands show! Travis had to hold him down to keep him from jumping onstage again.

Soon after this picture, he exploded into a burst of rage and broke the camera on my phone. Needless to say the rest of the weekend was pretty awkward.