At the home office — I’m attempting to accomplish life’s most important work. No distractions allowed. No blogging. No tweeting. No hipster hats. Kanye-style.
The door is closed.
A single fuck, the cat gives not.
Posts tagged with #work
My idea of professionalism is probably a lot of people’s idea of obsessive.
— David Fincher
- Matt: Are either of you even remotely concerned that I tanked tonight?
- Danny: You didn’t tank.
- Matt: Yes, I sure did.
- Jordan: Hang on, cause I’m curious. What if you DID tank tonight? What are you afraid would happen?
- Matt: Strangers wouldn’t like me, friends wouldn’t like me, the network wouldn’t like me, the press wouldn’t like me, women in general wouldn’t like me and Harriet wouldn’t like me.
- Jordan: Is he in therapy?
- Danny: No, he’s got me.
— From an episode of Studio 60 on the Sunset Strip
Getting to the office at 12:01am.
Does that make me the first one in?
Stealing space at Doug‘s office in downtown San Jose
The show doesn’t go on because it’s ready. It goes on because it’s 11:30.
— Lorne Michaels, creator & producer of Saturday Night Live
The work I’ve had to turn down would make a better resume than anything I dreamed of when I started freelancing 9 years ago. We on.
- Will: make a shell company and farm it out under a false identity. Tyler Durden level shit.
- Chris: Haha, when brainstorming company names in 2003, Paper Street Soap Company was on the list. But 5,219 people and their moms beat me to it.
Today’s office: Super Jet
Surrounded by mugs full of coffee, racks full of wine and cases full of cheese. In other words: Not really a change of scenery from my home office.
This morning, I’m on a mission.
The previous night, I set an alarm on my laptop to give myself ample time to prep for a meeting. But the alarm isn’t the boss of me — I wake up well before it goes off. My biological clock is bigger than yours.
I’m in the zone: A serious man, ready for serious business.
At a nearby coffee shop, I get a large cup. These are serious times. 8oz cups don’t pay the bills. 8oz cups are for laggards on vacation. 8oz cups are causing the collapse of capitalism. I get the large.
After thorough investigation, the best table for conducting serious work is selected. I open my laptop. Sparing no second — As if it senses the seriousness of the situation, the screen lights up instantly.
Then the alarm goes off. The one I forgot to disable. FutureSex/LoveSounds plays. At max volume. The music floods through the coffee shop, for what feels like a lifetime.
Hand-drawn lettering, in progress.
Weekend audio editing.
Coming this summer: Relaunching a little something from 2006 with President Wishnack, collaborator on all things since high school.
Previously: Stealing from myself
Perfect mood for creating
“When I break out the pen, alarms start going off” —Bender
Reviving two projects from 2006-2007. It’s a good enough plan for the undisputed visionary geniuses in Hollywood. So it’s good enough for me.
- Woke up to an amazing message this week: You know what?
I’m gonna seriously try to be this artist thing.
For fucking real. Let’s be successful together.
— Daisy, illustrator and animal-obsessor
I love it! The new generation is on their way. I’ve been deep in the design business since I was 17. After a stretch at a full-blown agency, I’m weeks away from reaching 4 years without a 9-to-5 job. My friend & frequent collaborator, Doug Hughmanick is earning his 1-year-freelancing chip soon after that. But it all started with the decision to turn a passion & interest into a career. I’m excited to see another friend start their journey.
Who’s next?
Related: One of my favorite “moment of realization” messages from another friend, last year
Watch me make love — to hard work ethics
Cause game without ambition is game never respected
— Lemon Andersen in his poem, “Watch Me“