Monday, February 11, 2008
How I Was Not Quoted, I’ll Never Know...
Last Sunday, the local Richmond magazine Style Weekly sent a reporter and photographer to our apartment for an article on ad school kids critiquing Superbowl spots.
I spoke to the lady for a good twenty minutes, offered her drinks and food, nicely commented on her hairstyle, etc. But I guess my insights on screaming squirrels and talking babies aren’t as developed as others.
I did, however, manage to make it into the picture. I'm the idiot on the couch, blue hat, a stupid look on my face. Yeah, that one.
So I got that going for me.
Which is nice.