Two Years in Counting.

So…yesterday marked the 2 year anniversary of this blogging thing I have been doing. So in honor of that I just want to take a minute to describe the birth of Prostituted Thoughts. Cause at the very least…I owe this blog that.

Sept 27 2007 is when I started my blogging career. It started out as something a lot different. I was in portfolio school in Chicago. I worked during the day to pay bills, and I went to school at night. Now, I always joke that I have done every menial career known to man, but in Chicago I was running Office Services at a trading firm, which if you are not aware, that is code for “everybody else’s bitch.” I did everything from reloading the coffee machines every morning (cause a trader without coffee is just some dangerous sh*t in general) to fixing copier machines to watching the employees kids on “bring your kid to work and drop him off with the Office Services Guy” day. It was…well, it wasn’t ideal for someone who decided to commit to doing creative work for the rest of his life. So this blog was basically, my sounding board for that point in my life. A place I could go to and write about anything-literally. I mean, if you look back at the early years- there was no point to this blog really. It was scattered brained. It was very personal. Lacked writing style…design style. It was really ridiculous on purpose, because my life was just that far away from it. I wasn’t doing what I liked. And like, everything I didn’t do. It was a hot mess. But it was my hot mess- a mess of daily relief.

Perhaps some examples will clarify...

Monday Monster

On Holiday

the future

southside

blessed assurance

I couldnt make this up if I tried

let's talk about you and me

the olympic ad series

I know what you thinking…."this sh*t is still unorganized.” And you get a gold star for being right. Believe it or not…it’s on purpose. I got my first Junior AD job in NY and I brought my hot mess baby with me. I discovered that there really is an art to writing a blog. And a responsibility. I mean…if you are going forward on the path you choose and allegedly growing as an individual, it makes sense that you take you work with you on that journey. In my opinion, everything you do in life should be on par or above the level you are. So with my growth and accomplishment, I tried to evolve this baby. Life is bigger than my personal opinion. But if your blog is not without your personal opinion or touch….what is it exactly? So I decided to find a healthy balance between the 2. Can I write on this thing daily…in an organized fashion and have it still peak my interest? When I delved into that thought, I realized that there was a reason I wrote like I did back in Chicago. I was all over the place because that’s how I am as an individual. I mean….that’s why I picked this career after all. It allows me to look at 10 thousand things a day and use it to my advantage to make other things. I find everything intrinsically interesting. And I’ve never met a person I didn’t learn anything from. However, there is a limit. I like to land gently on the foaming head of multiple crisp ideas and ways of thinking daily, and then choose which frothy thought I want to delve into more deeply. Oh yeah, and I do have an opinion about it. But I try (maybe sometimes not hard enough) to stay neutral. But it’s that scatter brain mentality that makes me who I am as an individual and a creative person.

And hence….Prostituted Thoughts. The blog about everything, but really about nothing in particular. It’s a selfish endeavor really. On one end, I present you with ideas and thoughts for learning and entertainment purposes. But on the other end…I get to look all this crap up and feed it to you. It’s a deadly cycle, really. You [the reader], keep me updated and sane. I need all this randomness for motivation and you need it….well, I’m not sure why you need it. Just remember…you do.

Ok., this was longer than I wanted it to be. And I apologize for that. Let’s wrap it up. In conclusion….I just want to thank all you readers. It’s one thing to f*ckin ramble one and on about nothing on the internet daily. But it’s a completely different thing to matter. That’s why I was having a new header break down last week. There really was a new era on it’s way. Let's hope there are no dramatic changes.

***Fingers crossed***

-FIN, now back to your regularly scheduled programs...