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I Give Up
This is from the list serve for our programs--it references a document that we have to sign with all of the places where we place volunteers. Some programs are having a problem getting non-profit agencies to sign them--I thought you'd get a kick out the latest posting.
Oh, I got a kick out of it. As a matter of fact, you will too. After the jump...the post.
Shopko Logo Makes Me Violently Ill
Another post in the "Randomly Occurring Periodic Post About Something Design Related" series, because although I wasn't asked to participate in the Grand Finale Series on a certain website, that doesn't mean I don't have things I'd like to write.
One day last week, I was out running errands over my lunch hour, and I needed some general consumable household items. Paper towels, toothpaste, garbage bags -- real exciting stuff, let me tell you. I happened to be on 140th and Center here in Omaha, so I decided to swing by Shop-Ko because it was the closest store.
I've always held a certain kind of fondness for Shop-Ko, because its always reminded me of Target before Target was TARGET, if you know what I mean. A cleaner, friendlier discount department store than Wal-Mart. Everything from the layout of the stores to the price signs on the shelves typeset in black Helvetica Bold on plain white stock reminded me of Target: 1990. They weren't trying to be hip, cool or trendy, just a nice, clean store. They were what they were, and I respected that.
But as I pulled into the parking lot, I metaphorically dropped my chalupa on the floor of my car. Not literally, because chalupas are too tasty to actually drop no matter how shocked you may be by an event. But metaphorically, sure, I dropped it. And it was a metaphorical mess, just like this story. Shut up.
Max Univers Guest Stars, Discusses Super Bowl Ads
Quite a while ago, I helped to launch a podcast with my good buddies Cliff Glypha and Dick Herculanum. After the first season, I departed, but have occasionally lent my rather insignificant talents to the show since then. For this week's show, they asked me to come on as a guest -- and to host their annual Super Bowl Extravaganza. I agreed, with one caveat:
I get to run the show, and do whatever I want. They said "sure", and this is what the result wound up being. It turned into a broadcasted frat party, the result of which is hilarious...and probably makes Cliff and Dick happy I only get to wreak such havoc on their show once a year!