Inbox of Immaturity

As mayhem ensues about a 20-minute walk away (at the Apple store), here are some late links to keep you from doing that last bit of work. Most importantly and immaturely, this picture, which may keep you from sleeping as well.

Farley's back.
Here's some research that Jake fully supports.
No, that's de butt, and I also like tennis. Peep Slate's Blogging Wimbledon.
Disappointing and upsetting sports news this week in hot dog eating and pro wrestling.
More fun was this year's NBA draft - though who knows if Oden will make this list in a few years. Well, at least it's better than this contract.

Things I Missed/Didn't Miss About NYC

The weeknight casual drinks.
The weekday/workday casual hangover.

In lots of other places, you just don't socialize during the week like you do here. (Though I bet the Brits would say our inability to take down a pint or two during lunch is weak.) I'm in the place where after a margherita and 3 draft beers I'm not really going to feel drunk, but I'm going to feel pretty dehydrated the next morning (manana por la manana if you will). Thankfully last night ended pretty early, but most casual drinks end around 11:30PM (assuming you don't want to be called a wuss or worse). Plus, it's impossible to pull an Irish Goodbye with a smaller, less intoxicated group.

No the image does not quite match the copy but I had to add it in order to ask if you or one of your friends used to pull Absolut ads out of your parents' magazines and collect them. Seriously. One of my friends did - how ridiculous it seems now. I used to collect the Penn tennis balls print ads. Nerd alert.

Bahamavention Is Back

A moment for self- and others-congratulations. As those who know me know, I spent the last couple of years in Minneapolis working at Fallon and specifically on three great pieces of business. I use agency speak because it was not three companies nor only three people. I spent my days helping Purina Beneful, Travelers, and The Islands Of The Bahamas find the best way to move each of their respective brands forward. And I got to collaborate with some amazing people both at the agency (including the guys who did the Citi Identity Theft work) and client (including the visionary Director General).

So all sappiness aside, The Bahamas team got some really good news this weekend. Our TV campaign was recognized in Cannes with Silver Lions. The spots - Monte, Maureen, and Lyle - were in some really great company (The Mac and PC campaign and the Cingular dropped calls campaign, which you know from the US as well as other commercials from around the world). See the list here.

I'm really proud helping the Ministry of Tourism see the value in a differentiating idea both for the category and the broad advertising landscape. (Our integrated campaign had print, OOH, Online, a 30-minute infomercial, and Bahamavention kit.) Hopefully a planning award or two is in our future. Now here's Monte:

Movies You Can't Turn Off

Everyone has a few of those movies you've seen way too many times. You don't necessarily own them and I wonder if that may be part of the reason they're so appealing each time you hit TBS on Saturday afternoon. For example, I'm not embarrassed to say I've watched Mean Girls, Save the Last Dance, and How to Lose a Guy in 10 Days. Though now that I've typed it, I realize maybe I should be.

Anyway, I think it often happens with 80's movies. They are just so bad, they're actually good. Like Teen Wolf. Not just because I identify with Scott Howard's high school awkwardness (and perhaps hairiness) but the sweet kegger party scene with 7 minutes in Heaven with Boof and Styles' van surfing are reason enough to invest 2.5 hours (yes, we all hate movies with commercials - in fact, I've always thought if one company could just sponsor all these cheesy movies and make them commercial free, it'd go a long way...maybe the company that makes slap bracelets). Plus, the guy in the stands who has to zip his pants after Scott hits the winning free throw actually exists unlike Aladdin telling Jasmine to take off her clothes at the end of their magic carpet ride.

So, here's another one of those movies that maybe I shouldn't admit I've seen in the double digits. But I will caveat that I watch just for this scene. (The same way I watch 106 and Park Freestyle Friday battle.)



Look how funky he is.

POLL: What's the one movie that gets you every time; that you really can't turn off?

Inbox of Immaturity

Let's get it going. First, a new movie which may or may not be coming out. And may or may not be sued if it ever does. Yes, that's me in the middle looking mysterious and sneaky (I think you're underestimating my sneakiness), Eric on the left and the master-art director Scott on the right in a bunker in the Golan Heights. Toda, Scott.

Aki hit me off with the perfect song for a Friday morning in New York.
And then to get your energy back up, time to go to Funkytown.

Cox won't let this train get off track. Commuting doesn't have to suck anymore.

Naturrre. Goulet. My friend Jake dropped a lot of science this week:
snakes and flying fish

You will not beat this kid in Pop-a-Shot.

And one final thing to make you disgusted then superior then angry then happy, the MySpace page of one of the Gotti boys. I have to hope it's the youngest after reading this article about sibling IQ's.