Wednesday, October 18, 2006

Too Sexy for My List

As you could probably guess from my silence on the matter, my “Grapes of Wrath” inspired list for McSweeneys.net failed to make the cut. They’re a mercurial bunch over at McSweeney’s, one minute going for highbrow literary references and the next opting for Yiddish punnery.

But my mission continues.

Therefore, I present my latest list:

How Justin Timberlake is Bringing Sexy Back

On a slow boat from China
In the back of a 1974 Pinto station wagon
In the expandable front pocket of his Roll-A-Board
Less Cameron Diaz, more Cameron Manheim
Via FedEx 3-day economy

Later,

Fox

Monday, October 16, 2006

Gentlemen, Remove Your Kerrys


I link to this as a service to my fellow male admen. You know who you are. Flip-flops must die, die, die!

You’re welcome.

Fox

Friday, October 06, 2006

Chapter 4

So. Parted ways with my personal Agency of Record yesterday. Waves of ambivalence continue to wash over me. On the one hand, I knew I wasn’t a good fit at the agency and the time had come to leave. On the other hand, the paycheck was nice. I also liked my fellow creatives, who will remain my friends. I even liked some of the account people. Who knew?

I’ve been at three agencies so far. All run by account guys. I'd like to avoid that again unless said account guy is really an ad guy. And if you don't know what that means, don't call me.

I’m not sure what this fourth chapter of my career will entail. I’ll be looking at more agencies to be sure, and if one feels right I’ll join it. Assuming they ask. But I may also just freelance, attempt to get some voice over work and maybe finish all those other writing projects I never seemed to have time for. Megan and I have been praying for God to open a new door – this must just be step one.

For the moment, send me your leads, your freelance gigs, your tax-free cash gratuities. And thanks for reading.

Later,

Fox