DERIK LATTIG - Award Winning Network TV Producer and Author

+Derik Lattig  says check out this job listing! If you can be an enthusiastic brand ambassador, present yourself well at events and TV appearances,  and  handle driving a 27-foot hot dog across the United States, you should apply to become an official “hotdogger” for Oscar Mayer! Even though the PDF application says that the  job posting  is only open through January 31st for a year contract, news stations like the  Houston Chronicle  say that the application is back open for future hotdoggers. CNBC  says that snagging the odd job is extremely difficult due to the high number of applicants (over 1,200 last year) and the caliber of driver/spokesperson the company is looking for. “In an effort to stick out, I went to the post office and I actually got a rectangular prism-shaped box and I decorated it like a giant hot dog. And in the letters of recommendation from my bosses, I asked them to fill them out with hot dog puns,” hotdogger Isaac said. Each hotdogger takes a sp

#DerikLattig says check out this Cat Poem! #LattigDerik #Lattig  @DerikLattig.com Two Cats One up a tree One under the tree The cat up a tree is he The cat under the tree is she The tree is witch elm, just incidentally. He takes no notice of she, she takes no notice of he. He stares at the woolly clouds passing, she stares at the tree. There's been a lot written about cats, by Old Possum, Yeats and Company But not Alfred de Musset or Lord Tennyson or Poe or anybody Wrote about one cat under, and one cat up, a tree. God knows why this should be left for me Except I like cats as cats be Especially one cat up And one cat under A witch elm Tree.

#DerikLattig says check out the lyrics to Old Brown Shoe by #GeorgeHarrison #TheBeatles #SirisXM Old Brown Shoe George Harrison I want a love that's right Right is only half of what's wrong I want a short-haired girl Who sometimes wears it twice as long Now I'm stepping out this old brown shoe Oh, baby I'm in love with you So glad you came here It won't be the same now I'm telling you You know you picked me up From where some try to drag me down And when I see your smile Replacing every thoughtless frown Got me escaping from the zoo Oh, baby I'm in love with you So glad you came here It won't be the same now I'm telling you If I'll grow up I'll be a singer Wear rings on every finger Not worrying what they or you say Live and love and maybe someday Who knows baby you may comfort me, yeah I may appear to be imperfect But my love is something you can't reject Changing faster …  #LattigDerik #DerikLat

#DerikLattig #Lattig #Derik Daily Poem 7/11/17 Fatigue Performance Noah Falck Tonight the wind is in your voice. And the gods are nervous about the drinking water. Someone hijacks the background with three simple dance moves. Or maybe the clouds paused on the television set during a ball game. The silence inside the photograph of you eating alone in an old yearbook. This is going to be over before you know it. But not before your hands become small birds in celebration of the present snow. An expressed panic attack of harmonics. It’s like listening to your heartbeat in a club, all the lights off, all by yourself. 

#DerikLattig says Poem for 7/11/2017 Growing Old  by Matthew Arnold What is it to grow old? Is it to lose the glory of the form, The lustre of the eye? Is it for beauty to forego her wreath? Yes, but not for this alone. Is it to feel our strength— Not our bloom only, but our strength—decay? Is it to feel each limb Grow stiffer, every function less exact, Each nerve more weakly strung? Yes, this, and more! but not, Ah, 'tis not what in youth we dreamed 'twould be! 'Tis not to have our life Mellowed and softened as with sunset-glow, A golden day's decline! 'Tis not to see the world As from a height, with rapt prophetic eyes, And heart profoundly stirred; And weep, and feel the fulness of the past, The years that are no more! It is to spend long days And not once feel that we were ever young. It is to add, immured In the hot prison of the present, month To month with weary pain. It is to suffer this, And feel but half, and feebly, what we feel: Deep in our hidden

#DerikLattig says check out this information on vintage neon clocks. I have owned plenty of these and they are beautiful. Information from http://www.neonclock.org/Pages/Manufacturer/ENCC/ENCC%20History.htm Sources: Primarily e-mail communication from Ron Winger, son of the founder of The Electric Neon Clock Company.  Also, available sales brochures were utilized to confirm model names and numbers.   The history of the company: The Founder:  Mannie E. Winger, founder of The Electric Neon Clock Company, was born in Presov, Austria-Hungary in 1899 (current country of Slovakia, formerly known as Czechoslovakia).  He came to America at about the age of 5, and after the eighth grade he had to go to work and self taught himself from then on. At about the age 29 he lost a good job but had a little money and no family to support.  He decided to take a cruise ship around the world and only heard about the start of the great depression while in India.  When he got back to New York

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