We gaped in awe as the studios filled their dumpsters with execs while reaping huge profits.
We watched a slo-mo train wreck as Crew Creative became the living (and then dying) symbol of all that came to pass in 2009: years of hard work undone by a crapload of debt.
We watched helpless as kittens as network ad sales and DVD revenue slid down the poop chute.
We learned how to spell (but not pronounce) Wieslaw Walkuski’s name.
We ventured east of Cahuenga to celebrate achievement in the
entertainment advertising arts and sciences at the Geffen. We reminded ourselves again and again that the work we do is
capital ‘I’ Important, goddammit.
We came to embrace “douchenozzle” and “fucktard” as terms of endearment.
Thanks For The Memories (and the comments!)
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Posted by: B. Hope | Wednesday, December 30, 2009 at 10:40 AM
Happy New Year to all of you whiners (that goes for me too.) May next year brings us all even more money, so that we can whine a little less than this year.
Cheers!
Posted by: Fukit | Wednesday, December 30, 2009 at 09:14 PM
Here's to a new year of the same ol' shit. Be safe everyone and get those revisions in for 8am monday.
FTW!
Posted by: don diesel von weasel | Thursday, December 31, 2009 at 08:37 AM
Maybe its the Mimosas talking, but I love all you douchenozzles and fucktards!
Posted by: Pixel Dusted | Thursday, December 31, 2009 at 09:12 AM
Maybe it's true that nothing we do contributes anything to the culture at large, but the introduction of "fucktard" will go down in history as our claim to fame.
Happy New Year!
Posted by: Anita Cocktail | Thursday, December 31, 2009 at 11:34 AM
It's pronounced IG-NISH-UN.
Posted by: Jackson Polack | Thursday, December 31, 2009 at 12:54 PM
Right... the "T" is silent.
Posted by: Anita Cocktail | Thursday, December 31, 2009 at 01:56 PM