Takes you to agencies or ad sites!
sms-bug thy friends!
badland-ripped of ads!
Impressive java. I've said it before, but I'll say it again. God what a fun toy potatoland.org is!
Tuesday, September 12, 2000 10:09 p.m.
Cats are smarter than most men. Proof? When I am unhappy or annoyed, my cats come and cuddle me to make me feel better. My boyfriend on the other hand doesn't even notice.
Tuesday, September 12, 2000 09:34 p.m.
Law enforcement officers, some wielding batons, rushed to a quell a potential riot at a public hearing after a speaker from the Mission district was wrestled to the ground by a sheriff's deputy. Yowza!.
Saturday, September 9, 2000 04:18 a.m.
Did I tell you that I feel better now? I got the Adlist malinglist working on a mailman listserver thanks to the help of a doctor. Ok, he's not a real doctor but he fixed my sick machine so thats good enough for me.:)) Stresslevels waaay back down again. Will now relax.
Saturday, September 9, 2000 04:11 a.m.
Dave claims he has a hard job, he researches a lot, he says it's no fun. Then he sends me this coffelink The Liar! No fun? I'm going out to get a coffechino right now.
Saturday, September 9, 2000 04:07 a.m.
Checking out mr Z's new look, stumble on to waferbaby, looooove the colors darling. Stayed for the interview.
Saturday, September 9, 2000 04:07 a.m.
I linkhopped from zeldman to a rant at media.com and fell in love with them cute little dogs. Here boy.
Friday, September 1, 2000 01:29 a.m.
So where's the film guys? What if the missing scene from Oz's most expensive commercial ever has been taken hostage? I hear hostage taking is popular these days.
Friday, September 1, 2000 12:57 a.m.
I just sent a really looong email to my Endometrioses mailinglist explaning how I've been feeling lately. The short version is "not too good". I asked if someone could babysit the list as I turned off all incoming mail until my stresslevels sink back down to normal again which is somewhere around the "freakout" - level. I feel terrible, as if I am abandoning my children or something equally horrible, but have to slow down just for a wee while. I'll be better soon.
Wednesday, August 30, 2000 05:03 a.m.
The form-letter "IF ARCHITECTS HAD TO WORK LIKE WEB PROGRAMMERS" is -frankly -hysterical. And people wonder why I never ever take a "real" job designing websites and run screaming in the other direction when I hear the words "internet art director" and my name mentioned in the same breath. There are lots of reasons I'm not an internet Art Director, and if you read that rant you may begin to fathom why.
Wednesday, August 30, 2000 04:14 a.m.
Then you can take me out for a long night of listening to my highly opinionated rants of which the core is "no Art Director should ever specialise in one specific media -it defeats the purpose of the title 'art director'" if you have the patience for it.
Sure, I run sites and can code around most people, but everyone needs a hobby, and designing a clients site is simply not as much fun as running your own. mmmK?
Man! I could kill for this brief! Reebook signed a contract promising to use the winner of the u.s. Survivor show in their ads,
Sunday, August 27, 2000 07:09 p.m.
the winner turns out to be Richard -the snake- Hatch, the least popular contestant all round.
Challenge? This is a great brief, I can't wait to see the results!
What do I think about when I try to fall asleep? I just found an entire site dedicated to it. Lucifer.com tells about Virus and meme's.
Sunday, August 27, 2000 02:40 p.m.
Ok, so now you know why I don't sleep.
Porn is the front testing grounds of new technology? What else is new?
Sunday, August 27, 2000 02:23 p.m.
Beck was great,
Wednesday, August 23, 2000 03:15 p.m.
and I don't even like his music that much...
The concert was slightly odd though, as the Baseplayer with the big funky shaggy afro-like do was acting like a nutter, hopping around, screaming occasionally, licking the background singers faces, and then the guitarplayers face, it looked like he was just having a great time, but a few oddeties crept through, pointing the finger to the drummer, pointing two fingers to the audience, tapping on Beck mid-song, trying to talk to Beck between songs..
I spent most of the concert trying to decipher if they really really loved each other or really hated each other. Beck muttered "lets keep the festivities going" between songs and it looked like he was speaking to the Baseplayer, but the way he said it could have just been a general-lets-party comment
The gig ended abruptly. The people at Paradiso (the venue) said that they had to stop as the Guitarplayer broke his wrist. Beck had been scheduled for two more songs when they walked off stage.
Sometime around one o'clock my friend who was also at the gig cycled through the park and bumped into.. Beck! His hand was bandaged and he looked grumpy. My friend asked if there was anything he could do but Beck did not reply, preferring to be left alone, and stomped on his way.
Now I'm really confused.. What was that Afro-base player up to? Was this a real fight? Then Kudos to Beck for playing a gig -he apparently hated- so damn well that even a non-Beck lover like me couldn't help but dance to.
What a great day.
Tuesday, August 22, 2000 04:21 p.m.
First, the PHPnuke code that I use was upgraded last night, to fix a small bug allowing anyone to enter as an Admin. This bug was reported on Bugtraq's mailinglist as well. I went to bed early last night, and thought "I'll deal with it tomorrow", only to wake up and see that some lam-o recepie reader calling himself a hacker had posted a nudipic on my page. Errr, thanx dude I was just going to fix that. Anyway, no deleting or anthing involved so I'm not that mad, but I would slap the guy If I saw him. He did the same to fifteen other sites, and stop domestic violence has still not removed it as I write this.
Then I discover a mail from my friend Shannon, apparently Universal Studios is on the war path to me regarding some fifteen year old commercials on the commercial archive. Yikes. Calling my lawyer.
Then I flick open the weekly Resume from Sweden only to discover that they have not published my column about Cannes - because it was about Cannes- and they have replaced it with another column, which is about Cannes. Makes no sense to me. Maybe if I go to sleep I'll have a better day tomorrow?
Aaaah, the things you find on this web, how about some of Britney's Guide to Semiconductor Physics?
Sunday, August 20, 2000 12:47 p.m.
I found yet another top domain weblog with ad banners on it. Will we in the future, simply be people surfing around looking for content, and adding it in our weblogs....? I don't like where this is going, we've been degraded to human search engines!
Friday, August 18, 2000 03:54 p.m.
My Glam name is Nova Blowspike according to this funky glamname generator.
Friday, August 18, 2000 12:43 p.m.
Professor Poopypants on the other hand recons my name is Snotty Chucklepants.
A politician in the states made a spoof ad and won't pull it. you can view the ad here
Friday, August 18, 2000 03:00 a.m.
In both of these links they claim that he is spoofing Mastercards campaign of priceless moments. Aha... Ok.. I must be the only person on the planet who remembers a visa campaign running in europe with the same strategy.. Priceless it is. Either that or my memory is defunKt. :))
Well helloooo there, apparently I'm not the only one interested in ad spoof and accidental rip-off's. :) Here's a good one over in GB.
Friday, August 18, 2000 02:25 a.m.