Archie Getting Married

Am I the last to hear that our good friend Archie Andrews is getting married? I didn't get an invitation, did you?

I could have linked to any of the news stories that Google turned up, but I think I owe it to you, the reader, to go straight to the source and get it from Archie News, where all the headlines are reported in a green 3-piece suit and old-timey "press pass" fedora.

Also, Archie apparently chooses Veronica (a "pragmatic choice on Archie's part given the economic recession"), the gang will reunite after they graduate college, and everyone chooses careers. Boy, Archie comics have certainly got a lot more complicated since I was a kid. Back then, the biggest proposal would be between Jughead and a sandwich.

Clients: We've All Been There

No matter what industry you're in, I'm sure you can relate to clients behaving badly when it comes time to pay up, and this video puts them in more everyday situations without going too far from the truth.



via Brandflakes for Breakfast

Social Media Sabbatical

After one week of Blogger FTP issues, one week of putting on the 2009 GDMA Degree Show at work, and another week of directing my church's family camp, I'm back to blogging. At the same time, however, I am living in constant fear of having my favourite blabbermouth, the Internet, spoil the season finales to my favourite shows.

Being so busy, the TiVo has been piling up with good television that I haven't seen. The main show I am concerned about is Lost, which has been so amazingly awesome this season I expect no less than earth-shattering revelations from the final episode. To a lesser extent, the results of Survivor, the always fun wrap-ups from 30 Rock and The Office, and the last show ever of the Prison Break series, are also something I'm looking forward to.

Thus, I have made the difficult decision to avoid all social media, including Facebook, Twitter and blogging, until my expectations have been met, my story arcs have been resolved, and my TiVo hard drive has been wiped clean.

So chatter away, Internet, but I'll be virtually plugging my ears and typing "la la la la la la" on an imaginary keyboard until then.