Life and Politics

Well, it seems as though, I am slowly but surely joining the rest of you in the real world. Being the only Wizard without a job is kind of depressing. Don't get me wrong, it rocks to be at home, mom cooks or we go out to eat, I can go out whenever and come back whenever, play with my dogs, hang out with people and whatnot, but what I want is to work (becoming an adult, hah!). I'm so excited to be a part of the advertising world instead of looking in from the outside.

Okay enough of that....

So I got an apartment on Roosevelt Island, which lies between Manhattan and Queens (map). The complex is 4 high rise buildings, each with roof top deck, gym, doorman, and laundry in the building. It's kind of absurd. I move in the 1st and start work on the 4th.

So my job will be at PHD as an Interactive Assistant Media Planner on the Siemens and AIG accounts. The head on the Interactive team is from Florida (Jax) and her sister is a Gator! I still can't get over how many people I met in the city from Florida, one of the Realtors I talked to, people at PHD, guys at bars (Sarah!), etc.

On to politics.

We all know that whoever has the most popularity tends to win elections/ contests/ awards/ etc. (See www.c-k.com [Sorry Lauren] or even P&G/ BBDO's takeover at Cannes)

Anyway what I'm getting at is this great comic strip turn political call to action I found created by Sean Tevis, an Informational Architect in Kansas running for State Representative.

This is his story.

He's just about got what he needs to get his campaign going, a great example of grassroots, word of mouth viral campaign that has swept the Internet as he has garnered over 2,800 donors, although I am not sure when exactly it launched.

And I'll leave you with this...

24 hours of NYC

1 hour = waiting for luggage on the carousel after I got off the plane at 11.40 pm

20 minutes = of baggage before my suitcase came.

30 minutes = of cab ride to Nicole's apartment

30 minutes = unpack change, lay out my suit

4 hours = sleep

2 hours = getting ready to go before my interview

30 minutes = walking/subway to first interview

2 hours = in a cafe eating breakfast/ prepping for interview

30 minutes = short interview about me (we don't have a job for you! but we'll get back to you...)

30 minutes = on the train/ getting depressed

(phone ring - Hey! Come back the Interactive director wants to meet with you!)

30 minutes = Getting back for 2nd interview

2 hours = Interview with media team (Director, Sup, Planner)

1 hour = napping at grand central

1 hour = wandering around the city

(Phone ring - "Apparently your interview went really well, and we would like to make an offer!" Get back to us tomorrow!)

::sits down at a plaza in fear of peeing my pants::

2 hours = pacing the city with excitement, fear and more excitement

1 hour = resting

3.5 hours = dinner and dollar margaritas

sleep.


To be continued...

My Two Weeks Notice...

Dear Unemployment,

It is with great excitement that I write to tell you that I will officially be ending my time with you. Consider this my two weeks notice. After that, I will no longer be unemployed - I will be working at BBDO on the Gillette account. I thought I should let you know I faxed in my signed offer letter today. There's just a lot more opportunity for me at a place like that, and the pay is better.

So yes, I am moving on. The moving truck is coming tomorrow to take all of my stuff to New York. I will be following a few days after.

To be honest, there were a few times I enjoyed being in your company. I will miss the ability to suddenly take a trip to the lake or the beach. Late nights filled with alcohol and debauchery will become a much more rare occurrence (as will the awful hangovers!).

But now the time has come for us to part ways. And to be quite frank, I hope we never cross paths again. I wish you the best, but Unemployment is just not right for me anymore. I'm sure you won't have a problem finding someone to replace me.

Take care,
Sean Solomon

P.S. I apologize in advance for anyone else I convince to leave your ranks. Hope you understand.

I got a freelance job!

Woo Hoo!

So I will be one of many bloggers on the upcoming blog "Digital Pivot" a new media blog through TalentZoo.com, which will be launching on Monday.

I am totally stoked over the whole thing, although it is not paid right away, but I don't really care. I will be getting my name out there as a blogger and be in with a relatively well-known company. They will pay eventually, after the advertising revenue builds up of course. Hopefully it will be really fun and we will get a lot of traffic. I'll repost on Monday to link you to it. YAY!

Cup of Soup

So I spent the entire day up until 5 pm scouring the Interweb for job opportunities and openings to find some interesting, and some that require too much experience. I'll just go ahead and chalk it up to a day in front of the computer (sans desk).

During my surf time, the television was left on, which I would normally flip on Discovery Channel or a movie, but paid little attention to whatever was left on... that is until Rachel Ray screamed and knocked me out of my zone. I have never watched her daytime show, but I'll tell you, it will be on the Soup this week. Joel McHale will have a field day with her and her high pitched screams after she sticks her hands into boxes with small creatures inside. The segment was titled "what's in the box?" or something stupid like that and her "friend" some animal expert shows the audience what is in the box and proceeds to lure Rachel to touch it and guess what it is.

Next on the local CBS station was Oprah. Oh Oprah. She devoted her entire show to youngsters with mostly musical talent and one 2.5 year old who memorized countries locations on a world map. Here is a video of her and her talent. It looks very fake to me because she points and then turns around immediately, and cannot read because she is not even 3 years old yet. But then again, she could be a super genius, who knows?