Brandcenter Fall Semester Kick-off

First years. Look at 'em.

This is a big week. The new semester starts tomorrow morning.

The summer months have cleansed the energy of the place.

The psychic waves of one-hundred souls grinding their teeth in unison have receded.

May’s graduates have made their way to places like Google, Facebook, and Wieden+Kennedy.

The stage has been reset.

Last year’s first years are now second years. They’re back with fresh internship experience under their belts.

The new first years were put through orientation on Tuesday. They know things like where the bathrooms are and how to login to Lynda.com.

But they are blissfully unaware of the storm they are riding into.

Summer is over.

There is excitement in the air.

And I have to start wearing pants again.

The Information Warp

Adage publishes a piece about a high profile person in the industry.

Adage tweets a link to the story.

Four people that I follow on Twitter retweet the original Adage tweet.

Nuzzel, an iPhone app (that shouldn’t have alerts enabled), alerts me on my Apple Watch that four people I follow have tweeted about the Adage story.

I find the link on my iPhone and save it for later using Instapaper.

I read the story in Instapaper.

I write my post in Ulysses. Starting on iPhone, continuing in Ulysses for Mac.

I publish the post to my self-hosted WordPress site directly from Ulysses.

Cindy gets an alert about it, probably from Google alerts.

Cindy links to my post and tags me on Facebook.

I am alerted about her Facebook post.

I press “Like” on Cindy’s post.

And here I am writing in Ulysses again.

Cindy Gallop Kicking Ass for Women and Diversity

Adage published an extensive piece on Cindy Gallop (today?). She is a force of nature.

Cindy Gallop is a communicator, an extraordinarily compelling and direct communicator, who’s got a very clear message for the mostly white men sitting atop the advertising industry and overseeing the majority of creative departments: You need to start listening to people other than other white men if you want to own the future.

I saw Cindy speak at SXSW a few years back. She was brutal in her frankness, easily the funniest speaker there, and was fully in-control of a very, very large room. It’s good to see someone so talented fighting for what is good and right in the world.

Also, I’d be remiss if I didn’t link to Heidi Hackemer’s Medium post about her experiences in the industry as a woman. She has inspired me for years with her thinking about life and strategy and motoing a moto around the country. It blows my mind that she’s had to put up with this shit. She is brilliant.

Closing Ceremonies

I’m not a fan of halftime shows. A lot of people twirling around. Lip-syncing. Costumes. Trying really hard to create spectacle out of choreography and a loudspeaker. Sometimes there’s Coldplay.

The opening and closing ceremonies of the olympics are even worse. It’s a halftime show designer’s three hour guitar solo. There’s no actual event for which they are stalling.

Yet I still watch, and enjoy.

Every time.

Give it a minute.

From a New York Times interview with Louis CK:

NYT:

You have the platform. You have the level of recognition.

LCK

So why do I have the platform and the recognition?

NYT

At this point you’ve put in the time.

LCK

There you go. There’s no way around that. There’s people that say: “It’s not fair. You have all that stuff.” I wasn’t born with it. It was a horrible process to get to this. It took me my whole life. If you’re new at this — and by “new at it,” I mean 15 years in, or even 20 — you’re just starting to get traction. Young musicians believe they should be able to throw a band together and be famous, and anything that’s in their way is unfair and evil. What are you, in your 20s, you picked up a guitar? Give it a minute.

This is important.