Happy Friday indeed.

Sunshine & Lollipops

Mike's post put me in a reminiscing mood.

So I had the Adcenter standby, a Chipotle burrito, for lunch. (see Kevin's post below and mentally remove the meat.)
Outdoors on the patio. In a tee shirt and flip flops. 'Cause it's 80 freaking degrees in Dallas.

I have seen exactly two red leaf-ed trees and one yellow leaf-ed tree so far. There is no fall here.
I may have to google some autumnal foliage pics. Additional burrito photos optional.

Happy Friday!

Favorite Adcenter memory

"Hi, my name is Thompson and I love the feeling of a warm pizza on my penis at 3 AM"

Raqib's extraplatory circle slash cylinder thing that made no fucking sense

Strawberry Hill Races 2005

EVERY NIGHT I HUNG OUT WITH GLENN AND GOT COMPLETELY SHITFACED

True story, the very first night we had class, Barrie and I threw a joint party. Well, I guess I wasn't that fucking cool because no one came to my apartment (I almost put flat, grrr, gay) but I remember walking upstairs to stop by with my friends. The party was lame with a capital L so I decided to leave, not because of the people, only because I was still in frat boy mode and I wanted to get wasted. This guy came up to me and asked me where I was going, I responded "Europa" (only because I was 21 and I thought that place was super cool bc it had red leather couches) and low and behold at midnight I feel a hand on my shoulder, "DUDDDDDEEEE" followed by the infectious Glenn laughter. Tangent, I've actually developed a response to that greeting over the years, everytime I hear that I get this scary gut feeling that the night will end very bad. I think they call that conditioned response or something like that in psychology. Anyways, the night proceeded to rumblminz, jeiger, and whatever the fuck and that led to screaming nazi's. I think you can figure out where the night ended.

We should change this to our favorite Glenn memory.

Glenn and I walking home and embarassing ourselves in front of Greenberg from R/GA

Glenn giving all of us a ride in his RV and leaving us to go home.... WHICH WAS HIS RV, I'm still mad you left us

Any Idears?

Anyone given a cool non-powerpoint presentation recently?

Flip charts, iMovies, hypnotists, clowns...?

I'm preparing to brief the planning department on that little user generated content thing you may have heard something about. Looking for a way to not make everyone fall asleep instantly.

I heard recently that there are about 30 million powerpoint presentations given each day. That means pieces of more 30 million souls dying a little.

My shout out to Glenn

These things are fascinating.
I recommend browsing.
Obviously I'm avoiding work.
http://www.housetrucks.com/maindex.html

the elephants are loosing it!

I know that I am notorious for being an animal freak, so admittedly I started reading this because I was like "ohhh, sad elephants. that makes me sad. boo hoo." But then I read further and realized it's a much deeper problem.

It explains that this is "a sort of emergent species-wide emotional breakdown resulting from human interference over long periods of time."

We've finally even pissed off the elephants. Good for us.

So, for those of you that have an New York Times online account (it's free), you should read this article.

http://www.nytimes.com/2006/10/08/magazine/08elephant.html?ei=5070&en=e4cdf6d46460ee8f&ex=1163221200&adxnnl=1&adxnnlx=1163096495-OabpEP0c4mOGHLlX2nA6oA

If you can't see that because you can't sign in, this is a good summary.

http://roguejeff.com/rogue-elephants-in-the-ny-times/

One bank

The passion in this song is unbelievable, what a douchebag.

And I almost worked for this company. Thank God for advertising.

caption this!

kate and scottie sharing some deep thoughts.

i wonder what they were talking about. any guesses?

Do not see this movie:

YoYoYo

Only because it is 6:47 PM and I don't feel like working.
Here is the first in many weekly series of...

My life is a joke in one sentence summaries.


My mom thinks I work at a strip club because of this picture.


I saw The Departed last night.
It was really good.
Leonardo DiCaprio scored massive cool points in this movie.
He actually looked scary and intimidating.
My ticket was £17.50 but I got it for free because I work in advertising. Holler!

Last night was the UK version of Independence Day.
The fireworks sucked.
They had no upside down smiley faces.
I could have bought better fireworks from South of the Border.

Felix is coming in two weekends.
I'm taking him out to Shoreditch because it's super cool.
We'll drink and he'll get the asian glow.
Then I will make fun of him because I don't get the asian glow.


I'm riding the slides at Tate Modern this week.
I'm excited.
Like a little kid on Christmas morning.


Little Wayne and Birdman got caught kissing.
Ewwwww, gross.


Someone should organize the one year reunion in Las Vegas.
We can get the real world suite at the Palms.
Not it.

More Halloween

Halloween was also taken very seriously in DC (by way of Dallas).

Halloween in Portland

Ashley (me) and Mary Kate (bonner).
This is right before I pass out in that beanbag chair at our bosses house.
I'm so smooth.