Utah Wolf Productions
My mainstays at the Ad-Lab introduced me to the wonderful world of Wold Productions yesterday.
Please go to Wolf Productions to see what has revolutionized the world of film. And not to mention website design.
I would suggest looking at "The Night", "Shikito" and "Ride on a Meteorite." For an up and coming look of what the world of super heroes will look like, please see "The Gifted Ones."
It's amazing what you can do with a camera, a Meg Ryan wig, trench coats, a blue screen and not to mention a few blue and pink wigs.
Tuesday, August 19, 2008
Friday, August 08, 2008
Can't We All Just Get Along?
For those of you wondering, the meaning of my blog actually refers to my experiences in the advertising world. Hence the term "Mad Man." This is a play from the TV show Mad Men; a show about an advertising agency.
Why are they called mad men? I don't know. Maybe somebody in the copyrighting department slipped up and instead of "Ad Men" they got an extra M in there. Then they thought, "Well, that sounds pretty cool, we'll just leave it." Then the other guy was probably like, "Well it doesn't make any sense! People are going to be so confused!" Then they fired that guy and hired someone who didn't complain as much, because jeez, all that other guy did was complain.
Anyways, because this blog is supposed to be my stories from the advertising industry, I figured I'd share something with you that I learned today.
It seems that every time there is a problem at work, between the boss and the employees or vice versa, I end up being the one everyone comes to to talk about it. I don't understand why this is, and I don't mind it too much. The only problem I have is the fact that talking about it doesn't change the problem.
People have become so unconfrontational these days. In this era of email, text messaging, Facebook, etc., people are becoming more and more disconnected from healthy human interaction. When someone has a problem with something someone has done or said, we should have the courage to express ourselves to them.
Harboring these feelings is not healthy. I think it would be a valuable skill for everyone to learn to communicate with others, and not avoid but learn to deal effectively with, confrontation.
Sure it makes you feel awkward and uncomfortable. I understand it is hard and no one likes to do it.
Well, you be the exception. Learn to do it and do it well. A good resource that I think should be required reading for every human being on planet earth (and maybe extra-terrestials, I'm just not sure at this point) is How to Win Friends and Influence People. The title for this book is a little misleading. It gives the impression that it will teach you how to manipulate.
Actually this book should be called How to Get People to Like You, and How Not to Be Annoying. The book is relatively cheap, so get it.
For those of you wondering, the meaning of my blog actually refers to my experiences in the advertising world. Hence the term "Mad Man." This is a play from the TV show Mad Men; a show about an advertising agency.
Why are they called mad men? I don't know. Maybe somebody in the copyrighting department slipped up and instead of "Ad Men" they got an extra M in there. Then they thought, "Well, that sounds pretty cool, we'll just leave it." Then the other guy was probably like, "Well it doesn't make any sense! People are going to be so confused!" Then they fired that guy and hired someone who didn't complain as much, because jeez, all that other guy did was complain.
Anyways, because this blog is supposed to be my stories from the advertising industry, I figured I'd share something with you that I learned today.
It seems that every time there is a problem at work, between the boss and the employees or vice versa, I end up being the one everyone comes to to talk about it. I don't understand why this is, and I don't mind it too much. The only problem I have is the fact that talking about it doesn't change the problem.
People have become so unconfrontational these days. In this era of email, text messaging, Facebook, etc., people are becoming more and more disconnected from healthy human interaction. When someone has a problem with something someone has done or said, we should have the courage to express ourselves to them.
Harboring these feelings is not healthy. I think it would be a valuable skill for everyone to learn to communicate with others, and not avoid but learn to deal effectively with, confrontation.
Sure it makes you feel awkward and uncomfortable. I understand it is hard and no one likes to do it.
Well, you be the exception. Learn to do it and do it well. A good resource that I think should be required reading for every human being on planet earth (and maybe extra-terrestials, I'm just not sure at this point) is How to Win Friends and Influence People. The title for this book is a little misleading. It gives the impression that it will teach you how to manipulate.
Actually this book should be called How to Get People to Like You, and How Not to Be Annoying. The book is relatively cheap, so get it.
Wednesday, August 06, 2008
LIES I'VE TOLD MY 3 YEAR-OLD RECENTLY
Here is a funny post I saw from this site here.
I hope that I never have to lie to my kids, but if I ever do, here are some good ones:
Here is a funny post I saw from this site here.
I hope that I never have to lie to my kids, but if I ever do, here are some good ones:
Trees talk to each other at night.
All fish are named either Lorna or Jack.
Before your eyeballs fall out from watching too much TV, they get very loose.
Tiny bears live in drain pipes.
If you are very very quiet you can hear the clouds rub against the sky.
The moon and the sun had a fight a long time ago.
Everyone knows at least one secret language.
When nobody is looking, I can fly.
We are all held together by invisible threads.
Books get lonely too.
Sadness can be eaten.
I will always be there.
Tuesday, August 05, 2008
Monday, August 04, 2008
Tubing the Mighty Provo River
I went tubing down the Provo river on Saturday. I know what your thinking: The mighty Provo River?! How can one man handle such a rushing and awesome force such as the Mighty Provo??!
Yes, well, I did. And I almost died. You see, tubing is just not as much fun if you have a tube that capsizes every 40 ft (or knots should I say). So, finally, after making it through the "Raging Bridge of Death", hanging halfway off the tube and getting cut up from the jagged rocks, I gave up. I laid there on the tube in agonizing pain from the cuts and bruises on my feet and side and let the Mighty Provo unleash its fury upon me.
A lay there, floating to the left towards a bundle of jagged, sharpened sticks, unable to move. I lifted mine eyes towards towards the wooden daggers and heard the beautiful sound of that horrific inner tube (if one could even call it that, it was more like a beach ball) releasing all its air, and go flat. I sunk an entire two inches to the bottom of the river, relieved that I didn't have to suffer anymore.
I exited the river with a friend and we walked on the highway as cars barreled straight towards us at speeds upwards of what seemed like 100+ mph.
Finally we made it back, thanks to the kindness of some strangers in a truck.
I ended up with a scar on my foot that looks just like the lightning bolt on Harry Potter's head. I know this cannot be a coincidence!
Will I float the Mighty Provo again? We will see.
If I do, this time I'll go with dressed in chain mail in blow up bubble with padding and a TV with some soda.
I went tubing down the Provo river on Saturday. I know what your thinking: The mighty Provo River?! How can one man handle such a rushing and awesome force such as the Mighty Provo??!
Yes, well, I did. And I almost died. You see, tubing is just not as much fun if you have a tube that capsizes every 40 ft (or knots should I say). So, finally, after making it through the "Raging Bridge of Death", hanging halfway off the tube and getting cut up from the jagged rocks, I gave up. I laid there on the tube in agonizing pain from the cuts and bruises on my feet and side and let the Mighty Provo unleash its fury upon me.
A lay there, floating to the left towards a bundle of jagged, sharpened sticks, unable to move. I lifted mine eyes towards towards the wooden daggers and heard the beautiful sound of that horrific inner tube (if one could even call it that, it was more like a beach ball) releasing all its air, and go flat. I sunk an entire two inches to the bottom of the river, relieved that I didn't have to suffer anymore.
I exited the river with a friend and we walked on the highway as cars barreled straight towards us at speeds upwards of what seemed like 100+ mph.
Finally we made it back, thanks to the kindness of some strangers in a truck.
I ended up with a scar on my foot that looks just like the lightning bolt on Harry Potter's head. I know this cannot be a coincidence!
Will I float the Mighty Provo again? We will see.
If I do, this time I'll go with dressed in chain mail in blow up bubble with padding and a TV with some soda.
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