Video Killed the Editing Star
Still, as far as cave men go, I'm fairly clever. There's a good chance I'll be able to figure all this out, or at least there's a slightly better chance of victory compared to me falling into a tar pit or being eaten by a saber-tooth tiger. So join me next week, where I'll either be recounting a great intellectual triumph, or telling an endearing and whimsical story about how I threw my iMac out our office window for a 12-story drop then cried for five hours while eating a pint of Cherry Garcia.
CHARLES PYLTER FACT OF THE WEEK: A good chunk of the Promo Marketing team was eating lunch at the Tun Tavern during PROMOTIONS EAST, and Charlie had this hardcore dad moment of being excited for a power-tool commercial that was playing on one of the TVs. It was for a new kind of Sawz-all [link], and Charlie glowingly recounted to me an anecdote about how nice his own jigsaw is. Being a cave man who really prefers big rocks or sharpened sticks as tools, I think I stared blankly at him for 10 seconds before he gave up and turned to someone who has conversational skills beyond "Oooh, fire ... ."