Friday, April 17, 2015

Juego de viejos.

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I haven’t watched a baseball game as yet this year. While hope may spring eternal in the human breast, my personal aquifer of optimism is m...

When you don't "feel" creative.

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In the hurly-burly of agency life, there's very little chance to be a prima-donna. Turnaround times are generally so fast, that there...
Thursday, April 16, 2015

Some thoughts on doors.

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Doors are pretty ordinary things. I imagine they've existed in some form for as long as humankind has lived "in-doors." Ma...
Wednesday, April 15, 2015

A new world order.

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I took the bus home last night and about two stops in, a young lady sat next to me, and surprisingly, put down her iPhone long-enough to ha...
Tuesday, April 14, 2015

Found copywriting near NYU.

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Some thoughts on the candidate's logos.

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I'm of two minds about the early logos of some of our putative presidential candidates. Hillary's, which is festooned with a red a...
Monday, April 13, 2015

When I worked with Gunther Grass.

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I just read Gunther Grass’ obituary. I had always admired Grass. In my mind, his memoir “Peeling the Onion,” was the best book I ever read ...

My coffee shops.

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One of the things that non-New Yorkers who come to New York only occasionally miss about New York is how like a small town it really i...
Friday, April 10, 2015

More lessons from a cabbie.

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The other day, I wrote a post about Eugene Salomon, a cabdriver whose taxi I stumbled into as I made my way home one night. At the end of my...
Thursday, April 9, 2015

Write it down.

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Either later today or early tomorrow, this humble blog will have clocked its millionth view. Considering I've done nothing to promote ...