Headers are my Specialty

For the last 2 weeks I’ve been thinking about what I would write about when it was my turn to blog. I’m no computer genius like so many of the people I work with. I’m not up to date with the latest technology. I don’t have a twitter or spend much time on a computer outside of work. If I could write about anything on this blog, I would be giving you all delicious recipes, telling you about the latest makeup brand I tried or why yoga and spinning are my recent workout obsessions. Yes, I’m a girly girl and thankfully, I won’t do that to you and will try to write about ICS related topics. There is one thing, however, that I do feel that I know and have learned a great deal about since coming to ICS a few months ago. It should come as no surprise that headers are my specialty. So here are 3 things I have learned, as well as 3 helpful tips for our clients:

1. You will get a sinking feeling in your stomach when you open up a header template only to find that there are 24 sports to do, all with three athlete cutouts.
2. Music is necessity. Whether it is your ipod, pandora.com or my newest favorite, imeem.com (thank you Kate), it makes the redundant work of headers an enjoyable experience. And no, JP, I’m not listening to N’Sync and the Backstreet Boys like you think.
3. Pictures that aren’t blurry, have no limbs cut off and have enough background to “blend” with can really make your day (and headers themselves) that much better.

Now for the clients:

1. Take pictures throughout the school year. You will help yourself when it comes time to get pictures together, as well as capture true action shots that will make your headers look impressive. If you can’t get a professional photographer, look into student photographers who are often just as talented.
2. Try to avoid cutting off limbs, blurry pictures and images that are a small file size.
3. If you want to see a certain athlete featured, please tell us before we start the headers, not after…:)

That’s all for now!

-Jen

Kings of Cuisine

Jeff recruits for lunch--"Anyone.. anyone.." It's a "Bueller" call. "Lunch? Anyone.. anyone.." If it's Thursday, the office stands in phalanx and congas the quarter mile to Marshall Street.

M Street is a local thoroughfare, busy even during its summers. It is a soup of barbers and beer trucks, lawyers and dogs. There are paupers. There are preachers. There are friendlies and fiends.

"Make way! Make way! Here.. the masters of menu, we victors of viands, the Kings of Cuisine!" It is thus our conga line is absorbed into the buzz.

Varsity is short-order Brigadoon. "Wraps and salads! Anyone.. anyone.. Wraps and Salads to the left!" Here our formation breaks step and we fall into separate lines. Rubin hates Reubens so he orders the "meatloaf." Chris, a sandwich and a side of mac. Passetti, can't remember. Ravind, meatloaf and a side of chili. Andrew, BLT and side of chili. Mark, turkey melt special.

Pay. Pay. Pay. Pay. Trip.. then pay. Pay.

"Complete. Customized. Cost Effictive."- not actually our slogan. As the Israeli 2nd Division Armored corps says, "Ha-Adam She-ba-Tank Yenatze'ah"-----"The Man In The Tank [is the one who] Shall Win." That is our creed. I don't know why. But that is our creed. Each person stands at attention like a tank in the wind until the last of us has solo-congaed to the table. Then we sit uniformly and at last, feast.

It is these Thursdays, born of Wednesdays, the fruit of Tuesdays that we look to for respite. It is this camaraderie, this brotherhood (not exclusively men), this royal court of cuisine, perhaps, that will forever assign happiness to hump day - the last day before the last day of the work week.

-Drew