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Don’t Underestimate the Power of Love

“Elias is just a man in Zimbabwe who was best friends with our friend Chad. Chad wrote a song to remember him and now millions of people are chanting his name - all because of love.”

When Dispatch played the Greek Theater in Berkeley, their drummer, Brad, gave us this little kernel to take with us and think about. It got me considering the implications of love, music, and rock n’ roll. I’ll start off by saying that it was probably the most fun I’ve had in my life being in attendance at that show - for a number of reasons besides getting to see a fantastic band that I’d long thought would never get a chance to see live. In fact, I’d be willing to bet that many in the audience share this same sentiment which made the atmosphere very much about appreciating the music and having a good time.

A Copywriter Writes: The Gospel According To Dan or, Twenty-Two Tips For Interns

danwrites:

Over time, younger ad kids coming out of university have talked to me about getting an internship. Some have asked for tips and other times I’m thrown my two cents at them like a passerby to a man in the street juggling hackie sacks.

Either which way, During my time studying and working I’ve…

Whoa

Dear friends,

It is with the saddest heart that I pass on the following. Please join me in the remembering of a great icon.

The Pillsbury Doughboy died yesterday of a yeast infection and complications from repeated pokes in the belly. He was 71.

Doughboy was buried in a lightly-greased coffin. Dozens of celebrities turned out to pay their respects, including Mrs. Butterworth, Hungry Jack, the California Raisins, Betty Crocker, the Hostess Twinkies, and Cap’n Crunch. The grave site was piled high with flours as long-time friend, Aunt Jemima, delivered the eulogy, describing Doughboy as a man who never knew how much he was kneaded. Doughboy rose quickly in show business, but his later life was filled with turnovers. He was not considered a very “smart” cookie, wasting much of his dough on half-baked schemes. Despite being a little flaky at times, he — even still, as a crusty old man — was considered a roll model for millions. Towards the end, it was thought he would rise again, but alas, he was no tart.

Doughboy is survived by his wife, Play Dough; two children, John Dough and Jane Dough; plus they had one in the oven. He is also survived by his elderly father, Pop Tart.

The funeral was held at 3:50 for about twenty minutes.