New Year's Eve and it's hard to believe
another zodiac has gone around.

While you drank yourself high on hoping
and watched the ceiling spin from the ground.

Counting down from ten it's time
to make your annual prayer.

Secret santa in the sky
when will I get my share?

Then you tell yourself
what you want to hear.

Cause you have to believe.

This will be my year.

This will be my year...Semisonic


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Wednesday, April 28, 2004

She felt herself very small and ecstatic. Alabama was in love. So she crawled into the friendly cave of his ear. The area inside was gray and ghostly classic as she stared about the deep trenches of the cerebellum...she set out following the creases. Before long she was lost. Like a mystic maze, the folds and ridges rose in desolation; there was nothing to indicate one way from another. She stumbled on...Vast tortuous indentations led her round and round. Hysterically, she began to run. David, distracted by a tickling sensation at the head of his spine, lifted his lips from hers.

'I'll see your father,' he said, 'about when we can be married.'

Excerpted from Save Me the Waltz - Zelda Fitzgerald

OH HAPPY DAY! Things have been looking pretty dark and dower on the MA side but today I had a minor triumph. Let's hope that it sticks, shall we?

We were told that our requested delivery date for a tune-in spot was "unrealistic" and that we were free to "take the project out of house if we wanted." Taking a marquee event's tune-in out of house to be created is like tearing a baby away from its mother while it suckles. Literally. I couldn't believe it so I followed up on that email with one concerned voicemail. No response. Then before the big meeting I followed up with another call. No response. So off I trundle to the meeting with the plan to bring this up.

I should preface this with the fact that our marquee events are primarily over seen by the "redwoods" of the company, i.e. the old school crew. Don't get me wrong, they are great at what they do, but sometimes they can be cantankerous. One particular "redwood" actually had her assistant fly to a European production to bring them bagels! AND she had to fly right back. She wasn't allowed to hang around. Seems like the stuff of fiction yes? In my book it's certainly an exception but it happened none the less.

So last year I am in one of these meetings and I announce how our promotional materials had gone out and everything looked great and then the redwood calls me out onto the carpet with, "Well who signed off on the art? It's the first I've heard of it." She did it in the middle of the HUGE meeting. And I calmly pointed to my creative team and said, "It's my understanding that everything which is created for us is circulated through the appropriate channels prior to us even seeing it." Harumph. So I have a chip on my shoulder for that there tree.

So she was overseeing today's meeting and I was not looking forward to it. When it's my up I explain the media value we're getting and I calmly launch into our concern regarding the spot. Well guess what she said? "Well that's the first I've heard of this!" Tee hee. Then she asked if I had spoken to the person who happened to be the person who told me to go out of house and when I explained that she was the one who told me what I'd need to do she said, "Well, I'll need to look into that." YAY!!!

So as a follow up I prepared an email that laid out our timeline etc...I also told her that I really appreciated her help with this. Then I send it out.

And just as it departs I see that there's an email from the girl who told me to go out of house saying that, "They were going to be able to accommodate us and that they had only 'suggested' the fact that the timing might mean that we might need to go out of house."

So then I feel stupid for sending my email to the redwood and I forward her the email from the "out of house girl" and say that I guess it was resolved but thanks again for her offer to help.

She responds with, "It's funny how these things work out."

Now you know and I know that she totally must have ripped into the out of house girl and told her that the spot need to be built in house.

I approve.

posted by JustKeepMum on 9:04 PM