Memorial Day Weekend.

Seriously one of the best weekends I've had in a long time. Taking the Rally Fighter to California was an experience I do not believe any briefing could ever give me!

We went to Running Springs and got ready for Tough Mudder So Cal. From there we made our way over to Malibu and down the coast.

On our way to Cali, I hopped the ditch on the 10 Freeway in front of a cop (whoops!). It seriously felt like I was a stunt driver in a movie. I kind of like to think I'm a badass sometimes.

This car makes you feel so special. It turns heads every where you go no matter what. I love having them as a client.

POKE: America wins again!

So POKE is a digital agency in London and apparently their copywriter was stolen by Obama. When will the silly English learn that America wins, that's what we do. Charlie Sheen knows it . . .

Anyway, they are putting out a challenge for copywriters and I think it's badass.

Check out: obamastoleourwriter.com

If I were a writer (but I'm not) these would be my answers:

Challenge 1:

Dear Poke - I killed Osama and stole your copywriter I'm the king of the world bitch. No hard feelings though. Next time can you please plan a wardrobe malfunction or something interesting into Harry's wedding.

Sincerely,
Obama

Challenge 2: 

Kicking Ass and Taking Names: How to Steal Copywriters and Feel Good About It

Challenge 3: 

Flying High Airlines
Roundtrip  |  One Way
Depart From  |  Arrive In
Thank you for trying to schedule a trip to London, though all flights have been cancelled. Grow some cajones and be proud that you stole their copywriter.
Can we help you plan a trip to Hawaii to pick up your birth certificate?

Challenge 4: 

GO. HOME. OBAMA.

Challenge 5:

I like my copywriters funny. A mixture of slapstick dry humor and a touch of inappropriate remarks. They flatter me by writing just enough copy to fit my layouts and always stand by my side in the fight to make the logo smaller!  

Good luck POKE. Hope you find an excellent writer! 

Whiskey Row 10K

This past weekend was incredible. My copywriter and I have really flipped the traditional advertising events of sitting around drinking to a more healthy and exciting environment. We have joined Gold's Gym along with a few other co-workers and we have started running 5 and 10Ks. This past weekend we ran in the Whiskey Row Marathon 10K.

We drove up to Prescott on Friday afternoon and stayed at the Hassayampa Inn. This place is almost exactly the same as it was when it was built in 1927. Supposedly, it is also haunted. We didn't encounter any of the three ghosts though. Kind of a bummer.

The beds in this place are amazing. I had a hard time getting up in time for the race Saturday morning. Good thing Betsy gets up early. We headed down the hill to the start line. The marathoners and half marathoners started an hour and a half before the 10Kers so it was nice to not have such a crowded start line.

Ready. Set. Go. We set off on a nice flat surface. . . hahaha . . . then we turn the corner to our first hill. Not too bad. Must. Keep. Going. Keep it at a nice jog, then I see it, it's like a tsunami of concrete. This hill is seriously reminding me of California Street in San Francisco. By the time I got to the top I had to look down and make sure my legs were still attached to my body.

The best part of the race was when the 10K crossed the marathoners. We were going opposite directions but there was this great sense of community. Everyone was cheering each other on, high fives and words of encouragement were exchanged. It was a really motivating part of the race.

Bets and I both finished the race. Betsy finished 2nd in her age group and 5th overall. She's pretty badass. Me on the other hand finished 611th. But at least I finished right? And I still got a finisher medal.