Peace Chappy

I got me an email this morning from Doug Chapman. King of the Basement. The man. Creative director of the year. He asked about the blog. He wanted to kick it with b. And I'm sure you would like to, too.

So let's Kick It.

Kick with me, people. Enjoy my awesomeness. I am here, I am rocking, and I am kicking.

Alive.

Kicking.

Peace.

I AM BACK!!!!!!!

Well, I took a little high ate us, but I am back and better than ever.

Where have I been, you ask? Two words:

Art Director Camp.

I have been away sharpening and honing my skills, giving it my all so I can give YOU the art direction you deserve. I am here to kick it so you can kick right along with B. True dat.

So what do you say? Are you with me? Let's get together again. Unity. You and me. You and B.

Peace.

Rock out.

ROLL!!!!!

Advertising

As possibly the greatest unknown art director in all of advertising, I thought I might give my site more focus. So at least once a week, I will write something advertising related.

Today I won't, because my TV wasn't working last night, and I haven't seen anything to comment on today. I hate when my TV doesn't work. Finally, I plugged it in and everything was fine. But at that point it was midnight, and I had to go to bed.

Peace out.

b

My apologies

Fans,

I'd like to apologize for the absence. I recently traveled to Romania, and I returned with a case of skeevies. As a result, I've been chronically making stinkies for the last two weeks.

But alas, things are better now. So... oh no. No, they're not better. I have to run before something bad happens in my pants. I'll be back in a day or so.

-b

Offensive advertising

It's recently come to my attention that people are very upset when advertising is racy. Sexual innuendo is rampant (like here and here). And I think people are right to be upset. Sex is bad and evil and should be tucked away and never spoken about so that we can all forget that sex exists.

At the same time, people are forgetting one of the worst offenders of sexual innuendo: ads with kids in them. Because let's face it - you can't have kids without having sex. Every time I see a kid in an ad, I think, "Yech. Some guy stuck his noodle in some woman's Yipee Hole to make that kid." Children are the embodiment of sexual innuendo, and if we cannot stop them from being used in ads, we will all have to suffer these horrible thoughts of men thrusting their swollen Happy Sticks into their wife's Yick Catcher. And that's wrong.

To join me in my quest to remove children from ads, click here. Thanks.

-b

Great site

As an art director, I think it's my responsibility to let you know when someone has just nailed the design of a Web site. And this guy has done it (WARNING: Mature content). He's inspired me not just to go new places with my design, but also to explore life's endless possibilities. Bravo.

-b

Happy birthday to me

Wherever you are, celebrate. Take a moment to appreciate the day I was given to you. For today is the day I was born.

-bernie