Principal / Agency Director
Hot wings delivery guy. Soooo valuable. Where do they even come from?
Acting is not my strength. But, when I do, I prefer to be the bad boy!
I'm not saying my friends and I actually tried to beam anyone up, but we researched what it would take.
Forgetting my wallet. It was like Fast Times At Ridgemont High, but worse (I was wearing a corduroy suit.)
Principal / Creative Director
I learned Latvian from my parents, English from a television, rolled a wagon over a Saint Bernard's broken leg, got bit by a Saint Bernard, stopped eating meat, was called "boisterous" by an arresting officer, drew a comic strip featuring a monkey named "Mook," started eating meat, bought a cool metal detector, spent $23,000 at a single pub, bought a 10-acre farm for no real reason, got some alpacas, went on a bigfoot expedition, stopped eating meat, tore my Achilles, rebuilt a 1973 BMW toaster motorbike, and was asked to sum up my life, in that order.
Sid and Marty Krofft shows. Land of the Lost was the most ridiculous, but my favorite was H.R. Pufnstuf because it didn't try to be serious.
Director of Account Services
I'm 6'7" with the afro.
Shark fishing. Unfortunately, I don't often do it here in Wisconsin.
I ate sheep tongue soup in the Bahamas.
That I could scrub off my freckles with a washcloth
Venison sausage (served with lettuce, Miracle Whip, and fresh white bread that sticks to the roof of your mouth ... mmmm).
Director of Digital Marketing
Not exactly a random skill, but I would really like to be more mechanically inclined. Incredibly awesome ninja skills are cool but not as practical.
I consider myself a 7 on the funny scale. My wife would probably rate me a 3. She doesn't see situational humor the same way I do. But, on the bright side, I now know never to make fun of anything to do with her getting ready to go out, driving, clothes, paint color selections, cleanliness, handwriting, decision making, friends and family, favorite movies, childhood, the newly acquainted "yooper" accent, wait ... she's not going to see this, is she?
George Washington ... well, him or Jimmy Buffett. Wide spectrum, I know. If you would've asked me two years ago, I would have said the cast of Jersey Shore. I think I better just stop talking now.
Danielleaplooza, a.k.a., my birthday. This week-long celebration involves laughter, shenanigans, and a few other surprises I am not at liberty to discuss due to national security.
Jane Austen. As a world-renowned literary master and a woman paving her own path, her advice would be better than the current method I use to gather feedback ... the unreliable fortune cookie.
Being hit by a deer (yes, you read that right, hit by a deer) while driving my car. It was for the best because then I got a new car.
I like scary movies with happy endings. I get the thrill of being terrified, but I'm not questioning whether or not the monster/serial killer/ghost is standing outside my door.
My relationship with roller coasters has been kind of up and down over the years.
March, because the weather is like a roller coaster.
Coaster-Man! (protector of fine table surfaces)
Pulled into the girl's driveway and remembered that my car didn't have reverse. After nervously going to the door, meeting her dad, etc., we leave. I start the car, put it in neutral, leave the driver's door open, grab the front bumper and start to push. This is a big car, so it takes a bit of rocking. As I slowly push it down the drive, I look up and see her dad watching from the picture window, arms crossed, very unhappy. Great way to impress the old man.
Director of Technology
I'm thinking Bill Hader. He's intelligent, really likable, kinda nerdy, and never takes himself too seriously. It would certainly take someone with his caliber of creativity to turn the story of my life into something people could actually sit through for 90 minutes.
The legal term on my rap sheet would be something like "unauthorized access to computer networks." Yeah, that means "computer hacking."
Negotiating contracts+billing+finding new business+building relationships, etc. = Too many distractions taking time from doing what I love.
Copywriter / Asst. Creative Director
My friend and I call it the "Cemetery Prank." On a dark night, I drive my girlfriend to the cemetery and park the car. After a few uncomfortable minutes, my buddy, wearing a spooky mask and trench coat, sits up from a gravesite and walks toward the car. Obviously, much hilarity ensues, as well as looking for a new girlfriend.
"Hot Rocks" double album by The Rolling Stones. The first of many vinyl purchases, and I still have the record. Paper route money well spent.
A coworker and group of friends were hitting my favorite bar because it had a great offering of craft beers. Although I couldn't meet them out, I did buy the group of 12 their first round, which I had already pre-paid with the bartender earlier in the week.
Director of Publications
Sense of humor, adventurousness, and loyalty. You'd think only a dog could have all three. But, I found the man who possesses the trifecta!
A black jaguar. And, I would walk it everyday. Why? Because it's bad-ass, that's why.
1994 during Spring Break, Daytona Beach, Florida. I'm not at liberty to discuss any other events that transpired that week.
The sounds I hear walking through the woods up north on a breezy fall day.
A singing voice. Ask me to sing, and you'll wish I had that gift, too.
Ones without a schedule. It's not a vacation if you don't relax.
Not that I can remember. I had to get staples in my head once after a collision with a bed post. I must have been about 10 years old.
Motorcycle. But, it's been awhile since I had one.
Captain Crunch ... because pirates eat it, too.
None. Is that even possible? Who makes these questions?
Growing a beard is not only a way to camouflage yourself better in the woods, scare small children, and keep food scraps for later. It's also a competition of which I'm the reigning champion 3 years running.
Skipping the details to protect the names of the families and fellow accomplices, let's just say that the age-old phrase was uttered: "Hold my beer. Watch this!"
Venison tenderloin and potatoes is my specialty. Unless there's a mess of panfish ready for the deep fryer. These dishes are always complemented nicely with an ice-cold beverage of choice.
I think of Red Skelton on old VHS tapes from the '60s that I used to watch at my grandparents' house when I was a kid. They were old comedy movies and were actually pretty hilarious.
A hawk. They're one of my favorite animals to watch. I always feel like good luck is around when I see one (I'm very superstitious). I want to be high above the ground with the resources to quickly head south without relying on airlines.
Way too much. Apparently I need to watch Dumb & Dumber because I'm missing out on something; you should always trust your instincts (I relearn that one weekly); the character of Woodstock was going to be a girl but was changed at the last minute to male.
"W," huh? Maybe an easier letter next time? Cartoon: Woodstock, Snoopy's little bird buddy. Actor: Denzel Washington. He's nice to watch if you know what I mean. Band: little from which to choose. Wham? Not going there.
Sesame Street On Ice. It seems unlikely that this new production could ever top Little Mermaid On Ice or Breaking Bad On Ice, but I'm still quite excited. Snuffaluffagus on skates? Inconceivable!
I'm finishing up my three-part biography, "Club Sandwiches (Not Seals)." It's an epic tale about the year I spent living in Alaska, making sandwiches at a local deli.
"Good Bye Yellow Brick Road" by Elton John. My childhood obsession with The Wizard of Oz stretches well beyond music though, into pets (terrier), snacks (lollipops), flowers (poppy), footwear (slippers), and favorite animal (flying monkey).
Scotch. Neat. Coincidentally, that's my favorite lunch and dinner. Oh, and breakfast.
Senior Graphic Designer
It would definitely have to involve beer and sailing around the world. I would sail to new lands and learn as much as I could about different beer and brewing styles from brewmasters. Then, steal their secrets for my own beer.
The Bay of Fundy in Nova Scotia. The bay completely empties out every day leaving fishing boats "dry docked." It was crazy to see huge boats resting on land. One day, we rented kayaks and paddled in caves and stuff. We left when the tide was coming in but stayed out too long, and the bay started to empty. We ended up having to hike the kayaks though a foot of muck to shore, it was worth it though.
“Later” My least favorite? “Now.”
Switzerland. Just feel obligated for some reason.
Typos. And bugs.
Getting up this morning to go to work
Eric Severstad—nice, most of the time
Director of Public Relations
Margarita—brick oven style with fresh tomatoes, mozzarella, and basil.
Speaking of food, heaven to me is a place where I could eat all of the delicious food I want and never gain a pound. Oh, and in heaven there’s no housework. And, no alarm clocks!
My 1-year-old daughter is just starting to talk. Lately her favorite thing is to make animal sounds. At random moments she’ll look at you and yell, “Moo!” “Quack!” or “Baa!”
As a PR girl, it’ s got to be “Scandal.” I’d love to hang out with Olivia Pope for a week, go shopping, drink fine wine, and go behind the scenes at the White House.
Senior Graphic/Web Designer
I'd take my Harley for a cross-country ride; maybe see a few "world's largest ball of yarn" road-side museums.
What do you call a psychic midget that escapes from prison? A small medium at large.
Listening to good music, playing frisbee, and looking through my telescope. Yes, in that exact order.
I really like driving, so I would say car. Road trips are a lot of fun. You learn a lot about people when you're crammed in a car with them for a couple days. Also, planes are very high and very heavy. Those two things should never be put together.
Without a doubt, it's The Adventures of Rocky & Bullwinkle. Sure this 2000 film lacked the charm of the TV series, and Rocky got all the glory. But, what a magician that moose was! Presto!
Ahhh, there was a young cow (that's a female moose, you star-spangled sissy) named Poutine. Her coat was softer than a Saskatoon sunset. Her eyes were more lovely than a Thunder Bay lake. Her hoofs were ... well, you get the idea. Anyway, I never did ask her to the Moose Lodge Ball. I was painfully shy back then.
Years ago, founders of the great country up north decided to name it. Every letter of the alphabet was put into a hat, drawn at random, and announced aloud. First letter: "C, aye?" Second letter was selected: "N, aye?" And, the third: "D, aye?"
Ohhhh, yeah. The northern Canadian wilderness was peaceful and magnificent; a typical day up in those parts. Then, BOOM! A shot rang out, and everything changed. Don't get me wrong, I enjoy my current surroundings. But, I didn't even have a chance to use Canada's legendary health care system.
Porte Des Morte Imperial Maple Porter
Badger State Brewing
The Beverage Tasting Institute says it best: "Dark brown color. Aromas of circus peanuts and maple candy with a supple, bright, effervescent, dry medium body and a peppery, buoyant roasted grain, roasted chestnut, and cedar finish. A pleasant, slightly flavored porter."
It IS possible to stay serious about our clients’ performance and enjoy the process. Element believes in working hard, implementing a true team approach, and focusing on marketing executions that coordinate with a client’s sales efforts. If that includes some laughs, ping pong, and Wisconsin craft beer, so much the better.