The Griffins are like a family to me. They welcomed me into their home and allowed me to drink their coffee, annoy their art directors and tag along with their copywriter like I was a lost puppy. They didn’t even act annoyed when would suggest outlandish things, like a life-size cheetah replica, or demanded that everyone speak pig latin on Wednesdays.
It has to be at least three times this big.
Okay, so those things never really happened. But, the people at Grady Britton were some of the more entertaining and kind souls I have met in a while. GB really let me go with projects and write whatever I felt and included me on many brainstorming sessions. It was really inspiring to see people doing the same things that I do….but better.
Observations:
1) Never, ever feel like your idea isn’t good enough.
2) “Gumballing” is where you let ideas drop out of your brain and directly out of your mouth (Thanks Julie)
3) Don’t eat the entirety of your thai food on your lunch.
4) M & Ms make any meeting seem livelier.
5) I never had to get coffee for somebody (not even once!)
6) When pitching clients, remember to talk about how awesome they are.
7) Im uh bayd spelur. (Why don’t they make an Idiot’s guide to not making an ass out of yourself by misspelling words when you’re a copywriter. Damn you spell check and learning foreign languages!)
And so, Griffins, this is my thank you. My sad farewell. You may never be the same without me. I offered cheeky banter, mediocre writing and endless questions for people who know more than I do. What are you going to do with all your fee time now that I’m gone? Alas, now I have to go be awkward somewhere else. Thanks for your support, your encouragement and blowing my brain apart with your crazy ideas.
The GB Griffins started off hot, but their fire was cooled by the current of Upstream Advertising. Despite their good looks, effortless style and superior bike riding abilities, the Griffs couldn’t get it done at Wilshire Park.
In a 12 – 5 decision, Upstream Advertising cooled the red-hot GB squad. The Griffs were unbeaten this season coming into the match. However, the “crack” of bat seemed to find Upstream’s lofty shots long and in the gaps.
A strong showing by both squads. One spectator commented “That was the single greatest display of athleticism I have ever witnessed”. The Griffins are looking ahead to the next battle, with new uniforms rumored to be arriving soon.
Injury Report:
Scott – “All over” hurt (late game “slide” to 3rd)
Michael – dive + knee + ground = no more leg modeling
Bryan – Bruised ego, mouth of dirt (traction problem)
Bonus:
note: Upstream Advertising is actually Downstream Advertising. I’m just cheeky and a poor loser.
Big thanks to Henry V for supplying the bagels and sugar. Also posted on Team Kiwi.
Weekend was busy, I have so many blogs queuing, I need to sit down and get them out of my head. More tomorrow.
First day of #COLAB (CoLaboratory) just finished up. I had a blast meeting all of the new interns and agency pros. They seem like a nice crop of professionals. Not too intimidating, but scary enough that you know they know what the hell they are doing.
We were split up into teams, and as far as I can tell, it’s a great match. I’m sure there will be many a disagreement, but nothing we can’t handle. Here are a list of the teams I stole from Christine Vo, because I couldn’t write fast enough. (Thanks Christine, see you soon for tennis/bball?) Links to blogs where I could find them. (Please let me know if you have one, let’s link love
I liked it. I’m not going to spew praise, because it is too late. Too much blogging will make your head explode. I will just throw these words at ya: excited, sweet, nice, enthused, provoking, inspiring, bathroom breaks, lots of water, kickin’ threads, genuine guy, ideas, brain expanding, bowling, free, booze, food, good things, tired, so bad a bowling, fun people, ritzy bowling, where’s the smoking fat man? or The Dude? I’m going to be tired alot, much work, much more-er beautiful things to be made…
It is mere hours before my CoLaboratory internship begins. Soon, the lanky little fingers that clank out this blog will be crafting delicious prose, headlines, songs, jingles, and perhaps a haiku or two. I’m ready, like a lion stalking prey. No. Like a pregnant mother ready to pop out her firstborn. Your choice. Whatever simile you prefer, I am ready to catch the big idea and translate that into a gross amount fun, creative little moments I can hold in my hand and call my own.
As for my fellow interns, it’s going to be a great summer together. I propose meeting and greeting, then standing awkwardly for a few minutes until we stop being insecure and then forgetting a few names. This is my plan, at least. I hope you join in the revolution.
Okay, so…I admit it. I’ve been a major slacker, and today I got had. I’ve been moving in to the new NW Portland digs and haven’t spent much time working the blog muscle. Normally, a month between blog posts would be okay. A little lame…but still okay. But today Grady Britton shone a little bit of light on this little narcissistic little niche in cyberspace I have carved out for myself in their blog.
So, little bit embarrassing to not have posted in over a month. Nevertheless, the people that I have been in contact with seem uber cool, and want to welcome me into their “nest”, how cute . One of the resons they are one of the best companies to work for in Oregon, per chance? (5th best to be exact)
Portland has been my second home for over a year now. I really thought I had a handle on things. I was going to stoll in, and act like I knew my shit. Seasoned veteran of the urban landscape, I envisioned. Well try telling that to my abandoned bicycle, two parking tickets, numerous overpriced drinks and my now deflated ego. Don’t get me wrong. Portland is still one of my favorite cities. I heart the bike-friendly, more refined older brother that Portland has been to me, now I just have to live in a two bedroom apartment with him. I’m sure we’ll be fine. Let’s make beautiful things together. Godspeed.
I guess you can say I am excited ecstatic. The intense application and the rush to print my work at the last minute was worth it. I was accepted today for the Portland Advertising Federation’s CoLaboratory internship. I thought the work I put forth was thoughtful and maybe just a little awesome, and for some crazy reason…they agreed. I will be working as a copywriter at 3 different Portland agencies all while working on my pitch to the “mystery client”. If this sounds ambiguous to you, you are not mistaken. The details will work themselves out, as they usually do.
This is a great chance. A chance to see what the magic little element that takes rough, tired ideas and makes them new…hip even. I’m sure it will be different for every agency. Some may have giant foam bats and trampolines (or something similar) and others will probably be a bit more straight laced. Nothing matters but what comes out of the other end of the magic black box of the agency. Which black box furniture and culture is the most effective at producing unexpected and effective client solutions. Of course we can’t forget that the ideas coming out have to be brilliant and “get-behind-able”. I mean, when I get done with work, and I see my non-advertising friends, I have to be able to tell them what I did that day without having to feel embarrassed or like a politician.
In other words: No “Head-On” spots…no matter what they pay me. (Which isn’t much right now)