My introduction into the world of BBR Creative started with a bang. Or, more accurately, with a bash. It all began in 2007, back when I worked as a feature writer (though I called myself the features editor) for a local newspaper and entertainment magazine. There, nestled all snugly in the print media’s nurturing arms, I wrote a weekly humor column that resonated strongly with:
1. 20-something slackers and…
2. Moms who usually recognized me at the grocery store
One sleepy afternoon in the newsroom, I figured it might be in my best interest to check my mailbox. Good thing I did, because packed amidst low-fi band demos and event listings for The XXth Annual X Festival, I received a curious invitation to something called the BBR Beer Bash. The invite’s contents included one admittance pass along with a poster designed especially for this particular event. (That poster, for the record, instantly became my most prized cubicle decoration — right next to a lonely plastic Spider-Man figurine usually set up in a compromising pose.)
“You have got to go to this thing,” said my then-editor, one Mrs. Jan Risher. “I know the BBR partners and … just trust me on this one.”
