Wanna know how my trip to Savannah went?  Check out this site:  http://tbudnik.blogspot.com/

 

Enjoy!

T. Budnik

Okay folks, I may have told some of you that I wasn't going to share my work from this quarter because I was disappointed with the quarter as a whole.  The entire quarter just felt shitty.  About two weeks from my critique, one of my instructors convinced me to produce some of the ads I had decent headlines for.  So, I took my small knowledge of photography, photoshop, and quark and produced six ads on my own. 

 

Here's what it comes down to:  The Yaktrax campaign was done with an art director, so I did just the writing.  I have two other campaigns I did with art directors but for one I don't have the computer file and the other I didn't like so much.  The Goober Grape campaign was done with another writer.  The only thing I wrote for that one was "Racing Stripes."  But, I did all of the art direction on it.  Finally, there's three single ads.  These I wrote and art directed myself.

 

At critique, my panel didn't tell me anything new.  I knew which ads sucked and which ones didn't.  Overall, my single ads got the most attention.  Some loved them and at least one guy said they were too "studenty."  I'm guessing "studenty" means that they aren't realistic and too jokey.  Out of the campaigns that I did with art directors, they like the Yaktrax the best. 

 

I'm happy that from a shitty quarter I was able to come up with something decent.  The ads may not be mind-blowing, but for throwing six together in a week, I'm surprised they came out the way they did. 

 

Now, I'm off to see the Atlantic and do some hiking.

 

Enjoy!

-T. Budnik

 

Things That Do Not Belong In A Hot Car:

 

1.) Me.

 

2.) A tube of Chapstick.

 

3.) Carrot cake with a butter frosting.

 

4.) Gummy worms.

 

It's all true.  The past couple of days have been hot.  So hot that Pinkley's air conditioning seemingly doesn't work.  The AC does work, it's just that it's so hot that it can't keep me comfortably cool.  Even with the AC on, driving home the last couple of days has been like sitting in an oven. 

 

When it first started to warm up, I realized that my Pinkley's tube of Chapstick was starting to melt and ooze.  (I keep a tube in my purse, in my school bag, and at my desk--er, my picnic table.)  I decided that a car tube wasn't the best idea.  The tube got tossed.  Friday I wasn't having a good morning.  I forgot my water bottle regardless of the fact that I pulled it out of the fridge and had it sitting with everything else I was taking to work.  Ends up I also forgot to take out my purse Chapstick and put it in my pocket (I only take my wallet to work).  I would have had a back up tube in my car, but no, it get's too hot.  No chapstick for me.

 

I always eat my work lunches in my car.  I'm not too fond of break rooms and it's nice to have solitude if I have to do any homework.  My lunch, therefore stays in my car.  One day I went out to my warmed car to find my lunch dessert of carrot cake with liquid frosting.  No dessert for me.

 

Just yesterday I drove over to Dick's Sporting Goods to look around and to also avoid sitting in a hot car during lunch.  I stopped by the attached Target to buy a sweet treat--sour gummy worms.  I've been craving them for a while.  I ate a few on my drive back to work and left them in my car.  The entire second half of my shift I was thinking about how nice it would be to drive home and eat a few of those worms.  When I got into my oven-car, I pulled the sack of worms out and discovered they weren't worms anymore, but a gooey mass.  No worms for me.

 

Life in Atlanta Lesson No. 9:  Don't leave anything in your car.

 

A couple of entries ago, my younger older brother (or second oldest brother) suggested my site needed more pictures of David Hasselhoff.  Just this past week I called home and talked to my younger older brother.  The conversation went like this:

 

"Hey, younger older brother!  How's it going?"

 

"Where's David?"

 

"So, does it feel good to be back in Alaska?"

 

"Where's David?"

 

"Was the flight rough?  Has all of your stuff arrived yet?"

 

"Where's David?"

 

"Why do you keep asking that?"

 

"Where's David?"

 

"I don't know what you're talking about.  Who's David?"

 

That's when he hung up on me.  In order to appease my younger older brother, you now have several pictures for viewing pleasure.  And, oh, what a pleasure.

 

**The conversation in this entry is fictitious.  There is no intended resemblance to any actual conversations, past, present, or future.  Although, my younger older brother did ask about the pictures of David Hasselhoff.  (He provided them, too.)**

 

Enjoy!

-T. Budnik

My magic bean has sprouted. I know my secret fortune:  "LUCKY IN LOVE."

 

I have prepared a couple of sketches to help with the science of the magic bean. The message was stamped on the cotyledon before planting. (In the sketch I enlarged the cotyledons because the magic bean is really big.) Kudos to the illustrator who did the drawing on the outside of the can. The drawing shows where the secret fortune will appear. At first, it looks like it'll be on a leaf, but with a second look, you can see that the leaf is round and is actually the cotyledon.

 

I don't care what anyone says, I've got a $2.99 (plus 8% tax) miracle on my hands.

 

Enjoy my magic bean as much as I do.

 

-T. Budnik