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NOT
that anyone is checking, but we are back. Not back with any content,
mind you, just back in general. The fact that I was able to type
a few sentences and FTP them somewhere is a stellar sign, make
no mistake.
Perhaps you were unable to resist a
glance at the giant devil at the bottom of the screen. This is
a little sample of what Brandon has been up to lately. On a certain
freelance assignment there was a cubicle filled to the top of
its dividers with paperwork, which the employees referred to
simply as "Hell Hole." The incubus depicted below is
Nupper's artistic rendering of this phenomenon. It's all we have
to offer here in the way of new creative endeavors at the Hall
of Heads, but as you can see quite obviously, it is nothing to
be brushed aside lightly.
The problem is, the lives of all involved
have simply gone to hell in a handbasket. What can be said of
the Hall's future? Are all creative endeavors without corporate
finances backing them up doomed to stagnate, abandoned by disillusioned,
distracted hacks like ourselves?
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The
answer is yes, in most cases. And in fact the Hall may be one
of these cases.
Are
you outraged? If so, then why is it that YOU, my friend, are
not contributing to the bottom line? Where are your technology
haikus and reviews of made-for-TV movies starring sitcom teens
from the WB network? Where are your letters of umbrage to the
editorial staff?
Um,
maybe we'll actually get around to updating it soon.
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