LA Times

as a few people know, i spent last week in LA for production. it went very well. we shot 5 spots in 6 days and although it was a lot of work and stressful at times, nobody on the trip strangled another. i'm sure that the thought was there, but nobody actually committed the action.

i had two different clients there. one was there for most of the week, but was kind of disengaged through the process. i think her mind was somewhere else. although i had a good time with her, i just don't think we've really connected. age difference perhaps with her having about 20 years on me. the other client was only there for a couple days and although 10 years my superior in age, he's a little green in his post and definitly interested in each step of the process. it was a really good experience and i enjoyed his company a ton.

we ate a boatload of good food. chinois one night, disney's grand californian hotel another (what can i say...we're in the amusement park biz so we have to see the competition), campanile, drago, and of course lettuce wrapped burgers at in-and-out.

good trip and good food. i bet my trip next week in KC will be just as great!!! note sarcasm.

and get this....i'll be in KC all next week (back next friday) and then going back out on the 5th and 6th, completely missing the Royals opening day. and to make it even worse...the client has season tickets and offered them to me for game 2....but its too early in the day for any flights. although i oversee my client's ad budget, i can't justify an extra day there just so i can go see a game. reason being....i always stay at a casino when i go there so although my client's budget could withstand an extra night of hotel, my personal budget couldn't handle the craps and BJ tables!!!

that's exciting for a minute

i watched perhaps the best concept for a reality show last night. and it was by total accident. pros vs. joes premiered last night on spike tv. whenever do i fucking watch spike tv? i can't even remember how i ended up there (or maybe i have a secret obsession with ultimate fighting).

anyway...the title tells all. retired pros from any sport compete against average joes. and i'm not talking about that hunk of a guy that shared a million bucks with zora a few years back. high school and college athletes compete against former pro athletes at their specialty. it was great.

for instance,
the three schmucks had to cover jerry rice on 3 plays (from 30 yards, 20 yeards and 5 yards out). the person that stops him from scoring a touchdown the most wins the round.

during the final round, they had to get ONE rebound against dennis rodman.

a little more lame, but they had to field ground balls hit by matt williams.

on the same level as the rodman thing, they had to try to put goldberg on his back in the square circle.

what else...they had a cheap driving contest (not against a pro golfer of course), had a pass accuracy contest against jim mcmahon. i think that's it for last night.

it was amazing tv. it wasn't the best, but think about it. we've all had dreams of doing this type of shit. trying to cover rice? sure he's old now and has dropped a step since he was dancing on ABC. but shit. as you can imagine, he truly made everyone look like shit. christ...all the pros towered over these average guys (height around 5'10" or so). it was crazy. i don't think i'm hooked enough to watch it all the time, but the promos showed other hijenks such as trying to hit a john rocker fastball and some other crazy shit. i can't stop thinking about it.

i guess its officially on monday's at 10, but since its on one hell of a cable channel, i'm sure they will re-run it to death. check it out.

not too shabby

kind of impressive that someone took the time to make this little diddy.

my wrinkled nutsack

okay, so i have to admit that i'm getting old. not old in the sense that i'm wearing dentures or poo my pants, or as the title of this post suggest, i have a wrinkle in my nut bag. but old to the point where i was sent a comic strip today that really resonates with me.

and you know what? i really fucking hate that. not because of the comic strip was used as delivery method (although i could go on how trivial they are in comparison to the epic stories i read in my comic books). but because of the strip itself. i don't think i'd be bothered as much if something like the boondocks made me think something along the lines of "hey you know what? i really am a racist." at least that's hip. not the hating of blacks, muslims, jews or something. i meant the boondocks.

fucking dilbert brought a smile to my face today. DILBERT! because it poked fun at a commonality in my ad life....



fucking dilbert is for idiots that work the 'puter for their life, not for their enjoyment(sorry to my internet geek working friends). fucking dilbert is the devil. fucking dilbert is for desk calendars for some goddamn nerd in a cube farm. sure...maybe in some odd alpaca conspiracy way you could link dilbert to great shows like the office (david brent) or the office (michael scott). but that little prick with the nerdy little glasses and testicle-shaped nose is just wrong. people actually read that shit? was this funny? was it even funny to anyone outside the ad biz?

what the fuck. i should've practiced harder so i'd be in spring training right now instead of putting together another presentation. goddammit.