RJ Fenn

If RJ had his way, he'd reorganize our agency into a baseball team. We'd all be wearing ridiculous striped uniforms. He'd be shouting things at a bunch of creative people who spent their grade school years playing the second person in right field.

Lucky for us, we work in a cool office and not a baseball field, so RJ has to conform to our ways. And play with computers instead of baseballs. And work with designers, coders, and writers instead of pitchers. We've convinced him we're a "team," We're pretty sure he understands that we mean "creative team," not "corporate softball league," but let's not bring it up, just in case.

Name on business card:
Assistant to the Director of Misc.

Three songs on iPod:
The White Stripes: You Don't Know What Love Is
Hot Hot Heat: Goodnight, Goodnight
OAR: Delicate Few

Most embarrassing song on iPod:
Lip Gloss by Lil' Mama, or Calculus by 2gether

Guilty pleasure:
coffee cake (sans coffee)

Special power: super strength

I'd rather live in: NYC

Object I can't part with:
My Yankee hat or my hair