Did you hear the brakes squeal?

[susandennis]

Last night from 8-9 I was on the phone with a customer over a very rush job. Product launch tomorrow at noon. Need website. Have some content. Have vague idea. Have no graphics. No problem! Fuck! Worked on emails to alert the right people and got some setup started until 11.

This morning I started again at 6 and worked solidly on it - fixing problems, talking to the designer, testing ideas, coming up with Plan B, C and D. I got the graphics at 11:45. I got 95% of the final content at noon. At 12:30 I got an email from the client:

Subject: Product Release DELAYED

I should know more next week. B.

Nice. Oh well, now I can 1. get lunch (California rolls that I'm eating as I type) and 2. Catch up with the other 42 flash fires that sprang up this morning.

Holy crap on a stick! One thing I did stop and do last night was send a note to all my regular clients telling them that I would not be available for anything but life and death emergencies from the 27th - 30th (when Scott and Julie are here). I'm glad I remembered to do that well ahead of time.

In other news, Downstairs Scott (as opposed to Kiwi Scott) - the metrosexual who lives in the unit below me - got a new refrigerator today. I'm quite perplexed. He doesn't even use his refrigerator. Last time I was in his kitchen which was a couple of weeks ago, the freezer held two bottles of vodka and 12 shot glasses. The refrigerator had a bottle of water and a carton of orange juice and a jar of mustard. That's it. The end. What the hell does he need a new fridge for? And if it's looks why didn't he get new stove and dishwasher and microwave?? That stainless fridge is going to look weird next to the white stuff.

I caught this action on Front Door TV this morning. I sent him an Esquiring Minds are Dying to Know email. Stay tuned.

Back to work.