Showing posts with label advertising. Show all posts
Showing posts with label advertising. Show all posts

Tuesday, October 23, 2007

Got to love Free Stuff

I'll own up to having a harlequin subscription. Really, I should write it off as research since it's the Blaze line, but the tax man might look at me a little weirdly for that, I think. I've already received October's delivery, so receiving a second box for this month was a little odd.

It got odder when I opened it up and found 5 books. Five identical books even.

Turns out that I've been a good girl and got sent a bunch of Harlequins to pimp to my friends :)

Damn good marketing ploy if you ask me, 'cause I'll farm them out quite happily.

Friday, June 15, 2007

New Ad up

Ohh, I forgot, today's the 15th! New Ad time over at the Bitchery tell me, what do you think? Should I have done the animation after all, or does the static ad tell you what you need to know?

Friday, May 18, 2007

Instead of writing...

I've spent the whole afternoon working on a web ad (kiddo had a B'day party to attend this morning).

Finally, I'm happy.

God help me if I decide to do the print ad, I'll never decide on what to make it look like! Though I think I could make this basically work with a few changes :).





Thursday, April 05, 2007

Moooo!

Over on the EREC blog, someone commented about Moo Cards as an option for business cards. Now I'd been having a little fiddle with a new header for my main site since my whole kitchy idea when up in flames (mainly cause I couldn't find anything cheesy enough), so I thought why the hell not design some Moo cards as well and give them a try - after all they would work as bookmarks too!







What do you all think? At 20$ a pop, I thought it wouldn't hurt to try them once and see what they're like, from there I can experiment with finding some sexy pictures to use (you can have 100 different images on your 100 cards). I'll post a pic once they get here.

EDIT: Well, crap! I changed the colours around when I did this (if you check my main site its green on green), and I've just realised its eerily like the EREC logo I did for them. Crap! Oh well, next lot will be different!

Wednesday, March 28, 2007

Sunday, February 18, 2007

Life...it tends to get in the way

No, not in that I don't want to be here anymore suicide kinda way. More like the 'for crap sake give me a break' kinda way. I hadn't realised I hadn't blogged since Wednesday, but thems the breaks when things need to get done, they just need to get done.

I have tile! YAY! that means when they start demolition tomorrow on my bathrooms, that I have everything bar lights for the master bath all sorted - I can sit back and relax and let them get on with giving my rooms a makeover. Of course, that means I now have to go do the horrid deed of clearing out my bathroom and bedroom so they can get in and out without tripping up on dirty underwear. Tile = good. Dirty undergarments = bad.

I decided to make a change in my array of geek paraphernalia - my sister is buying my laptop from me, and I'm going to give Mac a try. I do a lot of photography stuff that I hear is much better to do on a Mac, and frankly Vista scares me. Plus, I'm succumbing to the groovy "Hi I'm a Mac." "and I'm a PC" advertising - sue me. I like my tech. Of course I might up-end that idea and get a tablet or something else cool and trendy, who knows!

Mac and Chik-fil-a - the best advertising campaigns this side of the black stump! Truly they are - cows selling chicken burgers - you have to be a bit nutty to come up with that. And the calendars - I loved last years take on history.

But until the bathrooms are finished, and I actually pony up up some revenue from my sewing (honeybkids on eBay), I'm stuck with the older than the hills (ie 3yrs old), not quite cutting it with the processing power, desk top. But it does have an ergo keyboard - a true blessing for those of us with fibro.

But now, I best get back to that bedroom, and some editing. No matter how hard I try, closing my eyes, spinning anticlockwise 4 times and repeating "please let the house work be done" with the regularity of a Tibetan monk, it still never miraculously is done when I walk back in the room.