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Commencement
As we slip into the final weeks of May, college students around the country are accepting diplomas, guaranteeing entry into a far less certain world than I remember.
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Hi, I’m John Link. I come from the land of beer, cheese, serial killers and a terrible professional football team. I hunt the mighty musky in the summer and manage projects here at Nelson Cash year round.
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Hello. I’m Jeff. I’m from East Hartford, a town nationally recognized for its proximity to Hartford. (It’s just north.) I got my first web design gig off an AOL (capitalized!) chat room, an absurd success I’ve yet to top. Here at Nelson Cash, I pretend to design things, but really just watch these videos on loop from 9–5. Ah, life is cool-cool.
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The other day I was chatting with J.C. Ford and she mentioned she thought our blog has gotten too heavy lately. So, with that in mind, I decided to lighten it up a bit with a selection of music that I’ve been digging lately. I assume it’s not what she had in mind, but I think that’s why I like it.
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I was born in St. Joseph, Missouri, though I moved around from city to city and state to state during my younger years. So I guess you could say I was raised in the Quad Cities, Iowa along the beautiful, yet disgusting Mississippi. I’m a 90s kid who grew up watching Michael Jordan repeat the three peat. In ‘95, I witnessed the Green Ranger become the White Ranger. In ‘97, my best friend stole a Holographic Charizard for me from Jared H.’s locker, and in ‘98 I found a grey M&M, netting me a year’s supply of the delicious treat. Just when I thought life couldn’t get any better, I watched Tony Hawk land the first 900 in the 1999 X-Games. What has all this taught me? Anything is possible, and everything is inspiring.
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That pressure. That omnipresent pressure of advancement. Knowing that whatever you do, however hard you work, the industry is always advancing and becoming more complex.
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Born to raise hell, I love cold filtered American beer, American Gladiators, Chevy trucks and the world wide web. As a small child growing up in Florida, I realized I had one task in life: to become an amazing front-end web designer. Here at Nelson Cash, I spend most of my days achieving that by building, thinking and cursing at websites as much as possible.
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Now is the winter of my disconnect.
Please be gentle. As you will no doubt discover, I’m no Frank Chimero. I’m not as talented a designer nor as willing a writer. I have no aspirations of becoming the latter. I was, only minutes ago, a blog virgin. I do not Tweet and I’m not on Facebook. My Dribbble account is a dark, empty place, devoid of activity. You’re more likely to find tumbleweeds moseying by than a tasty dropdown concept. I don’t LOL and I’ve certainly never ROTFLMFAO. This is the first time I’ve typed the word “noob.” I was reluctant to have any sort of online presence, despite the reality that my job relies on the web. I’d rather Google not turn up any results when you search for me. Paranoid much? Yeah. Shit.
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I spent the majority of my formative years in Dayton, Ohio: the land of excess, ground zero for being extreme and the birthplace of aviation. Growing up, I wasn’t sure what I wanted to do, but whatever it was, I knew it wouldn’t involve carrying a briefcase or wearing a suit. I’m really into show posters and clever advertising.
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As we were launching Nelson Cash, I loudly proclaimed that all future mishaps would be known as “yellow spiders.” A yellow spider would be code for a foul situation that can not be foreseen, even with exhaustive planning and determined execution. I created this rule because we would plan, plan and then plan some more in our pursuits. A rock solid process. But what if everything didn’t come together according to plan? And how in hot hell does it relate to a yellow spider?
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