they pay to kiss your feet

since there's no one else around, we let our hair grow long and forget all we used to know. then our skin gets thicker from living out in the snow.

Thursday, June 02, 2011

the past several months.

i am starting a new job tomorrow. what? yes.
i know.
this is my third new job in the past 14 months. but this one, this transition, was entirely my choice.
and do you know something? that choice felt good.

i'm going to kuhn & wittenborn. i'll be working on local clients doing everything from tv to digital to print to branding. i'm excited. for the change. to see a choice play out that was all mine. to meet new people, do new work and make new friends.

i've also been blogging every other wednesday for the ad club of kansas city. about ideas and words and copy and being creative.

and i've been running. still. but not in paris, i only ran once there. that's because we walked up to 10 miles a day to see things we'd never seen before.

and while i was there, i broke my no meat rule. and i ate organ meat and smoked duck and duck tartar and you know, when in paris...

did you know that most people there have pale skin and dark hair and hardly any boobs and are tallish and thinish and did you know that i am like 40 percent french. and going there - being around people who looked like me - did wonders for my self-esteem. i guess you could say it was a trip 32 years in the making.

and i'm thankful for it.


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