Why a Certain Designer/Decorator/Writer/Producer Guy is Currently AWOL from the Internets
- You are very nice and good and smart and have great taste in reading when it comes to online shelter-related content.
- I suck.
- The reason I suck has to do with you awesome people who are very nice and good and smart and have great taste in reading when it comes to online shelter-related content. You have read it, you have Facebook-liked it, you have Twitter-tweeted it, you have told your friends to read it, you have told your friends to Facebook-like it, you have told your friends to Twitter-tweet it. And all of your selfless efforts resulted in THIS, THIS, THIS, THIS and THIS.
- All because of this here spot on the information superhighway, my life has changed dramatically — in a good way. [ONE] It led to me starting my own production company which not only produces high-end, shelter-related video content for the Interwebs and the flat panel TVs, but also editorial content, similar to what you find here on this silly little site. [TWO] Due to all of this production work, tons on the East Coast and tons on the West Coast, I have two homes now, one in Atlanta and another in Los Angeles. [THREE] My design business is so through-the-roof, that I kinda-sorta come close to having to turn things down almost weekly, yet I don’t because it’s all potential content for this here site which you very nice and good and smart people with great taste in online reading when it comes to shelter-related content would most likely want to read. [FOUR] I now have a job as a producer on THIS design series which I have watched religiously since its inception back in 2006.
- As soon as I am settled into this bicoastal thing, and have my biz-ness all sorted out, you can betcha that this here site will be more actively updated and packed with content that is very, very good.
- Two words: Thank you.
While I create design and decorating content out here in Los Angeles — occasionally bouncing back-and-forth and to-and-from Atlanta where my home is currently occupied by 6’8 ex-military dudes with guns, bad attitudes and an appetite for beating the $#%& out of anyone who even thinks of peeking in the windows with bad intentions — rest your retinas on my latest East Coast concoction: my own house. The same house I spent three years working on, almost finished, then moved to Los Angeles before ever sitting on the damn sofa.
Is Gidget allowed to sit on the sofa? Yes. When there is not a professional interiors photographer in the house taking photographs, is said sofa covered with bed sheets? Perhaps.