WRITER, BLOGGER & NE'ER-DO-WELL

I was called recently about a freelance job for a local corporate entity and met to speak with the marketing director. After a few days, I received an e-mail informing me I was one of six “finalists” for the assignment. The message contained a list of several advertising campaigns, a rebranding of the logo, signage and billboards. It said all finalists were to do these for a presentation in two weeks. My first thought was…not fit to be printed here.


Published 3.8.2011 - Read more at Freelanceswitch

Look for my chapter in this cool new book from Smashing Media (Gmbh)!

I was asked to have drinks by someone I knew from a graphic design group. He seemed normal (excuse me while I shudder, as he turned out to be a stalking maniac) so we met for a couple of drinks, which turned into dinner, against my better judgment, and shortly into the meal, he announced we should “open a studio together!”
He had given it thought as he already had the name, “Two Guys Studio.”

I took a long drink to give me time to answer and, hopefully, time for him to die of a sudden heart attack. “No thanks,” I replied.
Published 2.9.2011 - Read more at WeGraphics

Free download. Chapter one by me! ;)

Though the holiday season reminds us of many wonderful things, peace on Earth and good will seems shattered for most the minute family walks through the door. If not a visit, the annual phone call to grandmother is stressed by the repeat attempt to explain to her what it is you do for a living. At least you can tell her your phone battery is dying and you need to hang up, but even that brings an explanation as to why a phone needs a battery.

It’s based on love and concern. Keep saying that so you don’t unwrap a shotgun at the dinner table and scream, “JUST WHAT I WANTED!” Ho-BLAM-ho-BLAM-ho-BLAM!

While volcanoes spewed molten lava and Velociraptors roamed the earth, the early 1990s was a frightening place for web design. HTML confused the tribe of humans and those of us who understood it were burned as witches for our understanding of the evil devil’s tongue.

It was, of course, true. With a few tippity-taps on a keyboard, which was made from mud and sticks, we could make pages with pictures, message boards and links that once clicked upon, would take you to other pages and places. Wav files of our favorite TV themes, songs and sound bytes were free for the taking and for MAC tribe members, and there was demon software that would change them to system sounds. It was black magic to all as fire had just been discovered and we still feared the dark and the high-pitched squeal of dial-up connecting to the internet. Oonga-boonga!

My recent article on askmen.com.

After some really brutal comments on this article, these ladies actually gave me kudos! Read more.