Reminiscings of an adman progeny

I am johnny copywriter, born and raised in the beehive state, yet in nowise denying my rich Canadian roots as illustrated for my strong love for kilometers and the occasional midnight ginger ale run. I have a knack for absurdity and a flare for brainstorming, concepting, and myriad other mental conundrums. Besides writing, I am also quite passionate about my wife and children, music, foreign languages, rock climbing and cheese.

Thursday, March 22, 2007

Testing, 1, 2, 3

So, I just signed up for a YouTube account today and thought I'd try embedding a video in my blog. I guess my next step is creating a Wikipedia entry since those two web sites are where I spend a great majority of my virtual time. The original video of SiSi I was going to post got hijacked by her own blog. So without further adieu, I present the Vangünderheim diet—a series of 3 short films created/directed by our Bishop in Brooklyn. Super random, but kind of funny since most of my family is on a diet right now.

Cross your tabs as I try this:

Monday, March 12, 2007

Modos & Harromog

On Saturday night, Krista and I attended the 2007 Utah ADDY Awards Banquet at the Marriott Hotel in Downtown SLC. Ironically, the night polarized everything I love and loath about advertising. The presenters showcased and awarded the year's most beautiful, compelling, and creative work. To my dismay, they also showcased and awarded the year's most annoying, banal, and trite work.

I can't decide if I'm more upset that they awarded such terrible work or that they gave me an award and I'm unsure into which category it rightly belongs. Either way, the dinner salad was phenomenal and, throughout the evening, I heartily enjoyed ingesting a flank of prime rib the size of my head. (Which, if you know my family, is quite commendable). One of my fellow BYU creative trackers, Colin Barrett, took home Best of Show for his freelance work for the Utah Film Commission Brilliant. Executed on an $800 budget no less.

As my despicable advertising habit continues to mire me, I can't help but recall the Biblical story whose name adorns this post backwards. Granted (and thankfully), the ADDY award banquet did not include any illicit Gomorring or Sodoming, but the general air of the evening (unimportant people patting themselves on the back for insignificant and morally irrelevant accomplishments) was quite disquieting and entirely backwards.

The chocolate cake, however, was delectable.