Happy New Year from Me and Miles
Or as Puffy says in his vodka commercial, “Happy New Years”. As in the actual holiday, not the full year. Does that annoy you as much as it annoys you? It’s happy new year, not happy new years. Anyway, Miles likes Puffy so I’ll back off…
Just Put Your Name
It’s just recently that I’ve begun noticing this – but why do people put lame quotations in their email signatures? Really. You don’t have an original thought, so you have to steal someone else’s, and put it as your own?
Or better yet – putting “nuggets of wisdom” in there. In the past couple weeks, I’ve collected the following douchey signatures:
Common Sense Always Prevails
Think twice before printing this email – do you need it?
Look strong, feel better
Hindsight is 20/20 – but foresight is better
Look before you leap
Would you do me?
Please delete this email after responding/acting upon direction included herein
Seriously? Hey – here’s a resolution for ‘08 – just sign your emails with your name.
Sh**ter’s Full!
Did everyone have a Christmas Vacation Christmas? It seems like this has become a Grinch/Charlie Brown style tradition in a lot of households, we’ve been running it for years now, probably since it came out, there’s nothing like a good Christmas movie, though it seems like the industry has become a little more buckshot about trying to release a good one (Fred Claus anyone? Wait, is that the one with Dudley Moore?). My family rundown lately has been Scrooged and Polar Express while everyone’s stilling milling about, then Elf and Christmas Vacation as everyone settles in for the night.
Man I had some good blog topics
I’ve been busy, I know, no excuse for not posting pictures of homeless Los Angelinos, but I finally have a moment after the dust has settled from Christmas to sit down and actually put together a decent post for the site. And I can’t think of a goddamn thing to write about, and I had so many posts in me. I mean I flew to Kentucky, “flying” and “Kentucky” alone should be three or four posts of interesting material.
Douche of the Day: Redundant Sponsorships
Sure, congrats to Victory Gardens Theater for landing Com-Ed to sponsor their new space on Lincoln & Fullerton. But, really, need you advertise “Lighting by Com-Ed?” Naming rights go to corporations in so many ways; I’m amazed Victory Gardens even gave Com-Ed the choice on that form where you pick either “Lighting by Com-Ed” or “Insert Com-Ed Logo Here” or “The Adam Witt Center for Feline Literacy.” THE ENTIRE CITY IS LIT BY COM-ED. This is the corporate version of Welcome to Chicago, Richard M. Daley, Mayor. The gas on the fake stove for True West is Gas from People’s Gas. Water by Lake Michigan. Farts by Chipotle. Come on.
All the Best…
Happy Christmas and any other holiday y’all are celebrating this weekend! All of us at Schad want to give you your present a little early – a reason to avoid all the cheek-pinching, holiday yodeling and Mean Uncle Larry.
It’s safe for work, and family. Click here, and enjoy!
We’ll be resuming normal blogging Wed. AM. Enjoy the eggnog!
Aon 5: Cubicle Bouncer
Thanks to Matt, Rudy and John from the Marketing team and to Ari Golan & Co. for the shooting + editing! So, Reader, Happy Holidays to you and yours!
80’s Ballad Friday
Here ya go – I couldn’t find any holiday themed 80’s ballads, but who needs it. You’ll have plenty of that all week. I can’t understand the plot of this one. First it’s all about the band (fat teen girls yelling at them) and then it’s about Amelia Earhart?
Quick: Santa has “No Line No Waiting”…
Seriously, we walked right up to Daley Plaza, a little more than an hour ago.
Aon 4: Overdecorated Cubicle
Part 4 of 5 from the corporate short film chronicles!
Rankin & Bass Rip-Off Artists
Now, I’m not going to claim that the ad agencies are raping my childhood memories by COMPLETELY ripping off this style of animation. I’m not going to whine and moan about how they are tapping into my childish psyche in order to get me to pay attention to their wares. I won’t even bring up the fact that the ads themselves are on THAT side of lame.
Here’s what you’re having.
The chicken wing from atop the gas pump.
There’s a mouse in my fax!
So I’m sitting there editing and something catches my eye. It crawls into the top feed on the fax and then comes out the bottom tray. It was the cutest damn mouse I’ve ever seen. He just kept crawling around all night. I tried to catch him various ways, never did. I must admit the urge to hit “send” when he entered the feed tray was great, but I think I would create more problems than just a mouse crawling around. Though the entertainment of taking the fax to the repair shop might have been worth it.
Aon 3: The Holiday Fruitcake
Ah, the holiday fruitcake . . . part 3 of Schad’s corporate films produced in collaboration with our friends at AlphaZeta, Inc.!
Oh for God-dod-dod! Who is it, Mister Schadenfreude.net Reader?
I’m in Bridgework, bridge contruction and these foldouts take up a temendous amount of space.
Douche of the Day: Weird Kid Names
People who name their kids weird names. Can the pendulum swing back to normal names, please? After a slew of faddy J-Crew entries like Hunter, August, Thread or Boisenberry, I’ve been hearing more and more about kids being named after sports figures. Huh? Hi, these are my two kids, Rollie Fingers and his baby brother Franky “Sweet Music” Viola Marshall. Come on. Saw an article the other day that the Chinese word for “Olympic” is fast becoming the most popular new baby name. Aside from the fact that all of the weird stuff in the news always happens in certain parts of Asia (8-legged babies, typhoons, holdover Communism), you can’t attribute shifts in the earth’s crust to strange names. I mean, come ON. Whatever happened to naming a kid Howard and calling him Sandy?