B-HED supervises the Raptors win. And is pleased.

On Jan 27th, B-HED met more of his adoring public while attending a Toronto Raptors vs the Miami Heat NBA game. Here are some highlights:

During the first half, several fans approached our 6 inch piece of heaven, requesting guidance and affection.

Ok, not really… but many wanted to touch his sweet sweet plastic manhood. And watch his bobble.

By halftime, B-HED had established his own audience, slipping onto the jumbotron (big monitor above centre court) and talking to some B-HED fans about love, life, real-life David Caruso (RLDC) and big fat Cuban cigars. Some other things happened in between, where the teams played, someone scored, yada yada yada. That all got in the way of B-HED’s attention. After all, like the RLDC, the world DOES revolve around him.

Ya Face Productions is a Toronto operation, but we thought it only fair to ask the stadium cameras to STOP focusing so much on B-HED - it was distracting the Miami players during a very important conference game. It did no good - the damage was done and the Raptors pulled out a come from behind win to leapfrog Miami in the Eastern Conference. Go figure. We'll have to talk to Raptor management about getting B-HED season tickets - we can take them all the way at this rate!
 

After the game, B-HED was invited onto the court. B-HED was moderately honoured. Apparently, it is rare for anyone/thing to gain such access. We are not surprised; the extent of his coolness knows no bounds. Later, at one of the many stadium bars, B-HED was mistaken for Conan. The unfortunate fellow now clucks like a chicken and walks with a serious limp. Poor bastard, I'll bet he didn't even see it coming.

In the end, we can all be thankful that B-HED allowed the Miami 'Heat' to keep their franchise label, regardless of how douchy a name it is. Anymore emphasis on the obvious? What's next? The LA Smog? The Jersey Polluters?

B-HED vs Chick, er, Chuck Norris

It is well known that B-HED has two very unique talents:  His ninja-like ability to move around unnoticed, and the famed hypnotic trance he puts over the ladies. Some say B-HED’s extreme level of cool ranks him amongst the uber cool ass-kickers of our time (aka, John Wayne and Clint Eastwood). Others might go as far as to compare B-HED to the joke that is Chuck Norris.  

Really?  Chuck Norris? 

No Comparison.  For every move Chuck Norris fakes, B-HED lays a real ass whooping, 100x more powerful. 

So you say that Chuck Norris is so tough? So tough that when he does push ups, he isn’t pushing himself up, he’s pushing the earth down?  Well B-HED doesn’t do push ups.  He glares at the ground and it moves on it’s own.   

So Chuck Norris has a beard?  Well, the beard is only there to mask the marks that his wife leaves when he’s late from work.  B-HED’s face doesn’t grow hair.  The hair knows better.

What’s that?  Chuck Norris is an expert in martial arts and can take out a room full of guys with a ton of punches, kicks and flying leaps?  Meh.  B-HED doesn’t fight.  His stone-cold glare is enough to stop the dumbasses in their tracks, without so much as a ‘bobble’.  

If Badass were a country, B-Hed would be king.  Or at least marry the Queen, kill the king and become the King elect.  Either way, KING.

 

"Hey Death... you got a license for that Sythe?"

On the Road - to LA and B-HED!

Part One

The road, the road – it’s not a thing, it’s not a place. Like love and passion, and energy, its one of those fantastic human dreams – indescribable, almost bleach on bad memories, almost bacon-fried onion Sunday morning, almost stewardess-tight tight skirt, indescribable! Just so long as it’s a good road of course. And our road is a good one, with a mythical Pacific destination: Los Angeles.

Well Part one is always the best part – well actually just before part one is the real best part, but part zero has no ring to it – so fuck part zero. Part one is day one or more precisely night one – at 4 in the OMFG morning, in a clean but sleepy Airport, just across the southern border in – wait for it..

..Buffalo. THAT’S how great the road is: not even the 4am version of buffalo can ruin it for a traveler.

Stay tuned travelers!

B-Hed kicks it with Social Media - Vegas Style

While on 'business' in Las Vegas (thanks to a mind-blowing David Caruso sponsored adventure, B-HED managed to hit (and hit HARD) all the Vegas hot spots: The strip, BlogWorld and Bellagio's THE BANK nightclub, to name a few. Knowing that curious minds all over the world were anticipating his journey, B-HED's exploits were continually updated on all of DC's social networking sites.. never missing a beat.

While visiting BlogWorld, B-HED was featured in a web interview for Hitman Public Relations. Can you imagine the server overload once this interview was posted on the Hitman's PR Blog?

According to DC, Frank Nein (Lexicon Digital's VP) was rocking the Soprano's shirt.

Again.

While hanging out at the BlogWorld after party at The Bank Nightclub, B-HED was VERY proud to connect with the Left Brain partner of Comet branding -- an up and coming PR company based in Milwaukee Wisconsin. Check out Comet Branding.

Poor Sara was one of many unsuspecting women hypnotized by B-HED's sexy cool. For shizzle. 

A valuable life lesson was learned in Vegas that week:  Only Frank Nein and B-HED could have the mojo to pull off wearing a Man Purse in a legendary nightclub.  Franky Nines judiciously won that night.  However, the Man Purse is a dangerous thing... it sometimes attracts guys who tend to like to wear 'other' classically female accessories.  One can only assume that the skirt in the middle is the only one that didn't get lifted by Tiger Woods - this, after all, was his famous watering hole - before getting his clock cleaned with a nine iron.

 Throughout the night, it was not unusual to see B-HED judging beauty contests, evaluating the DJ's playlist or holding your girlfriend's hair as she expels the booze demons in the restroom.  

In the end, B-HED left his mark.  He concquered Vegas, and made social media his bitch.

David Caruso &. B-HED. Lucky me.

Let's be honest.  B-HED is one bad mofo.  He emulates all that is our H-ero, David Caruso.  He is slick, well put together, badass and devilishly handsome.

This picture (taken on the set of CSI Miami in Spring of 2009) shows the striking similarity between our two guys.  Notice the stance?  The shirt colour?  The profound level of self assurance?  

It almost seems as though DC is trying to live up to the cool that is B-HED.  After all... B-HED has an advantage - his sweet sweet candy centre.  Cotton candy flavour, in fact.

B-HED is special to some of us, for more reasons than the obvious.  B-HED first graced our lives when he was given to us - via Lexicon Digital's VP, Frank Nein - on Oct 12th 2009.  He was a gift to some wide-eyed Canadian fans who bid on an auction and won a set visit to the number one show in the world, CSI Miami.  Once B-HED came into our lives, our luck was completely overturned.  The next few days resulted in some amazing opportunities:  Dinner with DC, a trip to Vegas, the BlogWorld convention and the creation of memories that won't be soon forgotten.

Some may say B-HED had a lot to do with our luck.  I say he had everything to do with it.

Welcome to B-HED World. Population, you.

Welcome to my insanity. 

You have finally reached a BLOG that can re-establish purpose in your life. This is the home of B-HED, the living work of art that is Bobble Head David Caruso.

Since too much B-HED is bad for the heart, we will let your system become accustomed to the greatness that is BEHD, before we saturate your mind with visions of perfection. 

Come back. Come back often, and look forward to tons of pictures, video and hilarous musings from our favourite plastic man.

Listen up people, 'cause Plastic is the new green.