I just received an email from Bozo the Clown, aka the lead CD at my agency, asking about an article he just read (which is surprising as I was fairly certain that he couldn’t read) in which the searchability of Flash was discussed. His email asked why that concern hadn’t been raised about the build-out of our agency website.
Well, douche, it had been. Just last week. When you were pretending to listen to me talk while really looking at porn.
I give him until Friday before he emails me something like “should we be prepared for this Web 2.0 thing and, by the way, should our creative department have a blog or something to show that we get it?” I am already reinforcing the wall in my office so I won’t put a hole in it when the head slammed begins.