Road Trip~

I think some clients would be surprised at what we sometimes have to do to make sure a job is delivered on time.

John was working on a large format sign job and it was for twelve different stores located in Dallas, Houston, San Antonio, Austin and Waco. As the due date drew near he was getting anxious that the over night delivery charges to make it for the Monday holiday would be ridiculous for the client. As happens, the timing came right down to just that…overnight deliveries and the pricing was staggering. Mostly because of the girth dimension of the signs…they were huge.

John came to me and said, “I’ll just have to make the deliveries myself.” I said, “Okay, but not without me.” We gathered up the delivery addresses and I took to the internet to plan our route.

The delivery in Dallas was made that Friday by our own truck. The truck made available to us from Ussery wouldn’t accommodate a third person and there was no way we were leaving Ty behind or asking him to sit on a bucket for the drive. So, we rented a cargo van and filled it with the signage. By then I had our route completely mapped out.

We left on a Friday night and drove toward Houston to spend the night. We planned it so our very first delivery would be made in the Woodlands suburb of Houston at the very moment the store opened. From there, we made three other deliveries in the Houston Metropolitan area. We then drove over to San Antonio and made three more deliveries. Seven done…four more to go. We spent the night on the Riverwalk and had a nice family dinner.

The next day we headed out to Austin where we made three deliveries and had lunch at the Hard Rock Cafe. Back on I35 toward Waco where the final delivery was made. We pulled into our driveway about 7:00 pm on Sunday night. Nearly a perfect 48 hours on the road with a bit of family fun mixed in.

Road Trip ala print style.


Girls Who Print…

Mary Beth Smith started Girls Who Print as a group on LinkedIn. This community has now grown to over 1100 connections, mostly women, but some men (we’re not an exclusive bunch.) Since Mary Beth is a Dallasite, the very first get-together is scheduled here in Dallas for Tuesday, June 29th. Yippee! Since I’m a Dallasite too, I’m looking forward to meeting her and the other local Girls Who Print.

Early on in my printing career there weren’t many women in printing, especially in sales. Has it been easy? No, but it hasn’t been easy for the guys either. Like any industry, it’s hard to go the distance (an entire career) without getting burnt out. I am interested in hearing stories about how the other women have kept up the pace throughout their careers.

Mary Beth was clever in starting a discussion titled…And You Are? And, it’s been interesting reading about the many determined women who have stayed strong. These same women have most-likely endured some injustices along the way, especially back in the day when it was mostly a male-dominated industry.

Over 20 years ago, I met a woman who had given up print sales because she admitted that she didn’t have anyone to lean on when printing got tough. She confided that she was purposefully left out of sales meetings that were rudely scheduled at places most women wouldn’t go. We could have helped each other back then, but we met up too late. She had already moved on to another industry when I finally met her.

Maybe Girls Who Print will be like a sorority. I never had an opportunity to be a part of a sorority when I was younger. We seem to fit the definition of a social organization…sans a dorm room. I can live without a dorm room; after all these years, sisters would be enough.

Don Clampitt ~

Tomorrow night, Don Clampitt, Chairman and CEO of Clampitt Paper Company will find out if he has been chosen as the Ernst & Young Entrepreneur Of The Year. We will be present tomorrow night at the Sheraton Dallas to watch as the winner is selected from the 38 finalists. Good luck to you friend.

Don has always been an impressive force in the Dallas paper and printing community. His charisma, intelligence and energy are evident in everything he does. His sense of fairness and his innovative ideas have long been admired. He is a true leader. Of course he had a great teacher, his father, Max.

We all miss Max and the lessons he taught. Don quoted his father recently in the July/August DMagazine article featuring the finalists. The quote is in true Clampitt spirit. Max said “There’ll be a paperless society when there’s a paperless restroom.”

Right on…digitize that!~

Visual Communications~

Printmaking is historically referred to as graphic arts. Traditional advertising agencies are mostly concerned with forms of marketing meant to reach a mass amount of people. This might include television, internet, radio, news programs, and published pictures and articles. Visual communication is described as the conveyance of ideas and information in forms that can be read or looked upon. Aren’t we all working towards the same goals?

Dallas still maintains three main associations, PIA Mid-America, the DMA (Direct Marketing Association) and the DSVC – Dallas Society of Visual Communications.

In April of this year, The PIA (Printing Industry Association) of Northern California formally changed its name to the Visual Media Alliance. Dan Nelson, President of the PINC describes the rebranding as a shift in scope from the historical traditional printers and trade services. Expanded membership will now include PR/marketing communication companies, publishers, graphic design firms, web developers and creatives (illustrators/photographers.)

Forward thinking…I love it.
I’m just saying.


In this particular case, Mr. FRISKE isn’t my dad, he’s somebody I found on LinkedIn. Certainly, I’m not the first person who has searched for people in our social media networks who have the same last name. Out of the few Friskes who were local, Bobby Friske and I had something else in common besides our last names. Bobby is a Graphic Designer and the fact that he’s also a comedian piqued my interest.

So, last night John & I ventured over to the Addison Improv where local comedians were competing for the Funniest Comic In Texas Wildcard Finals. Guess what? It was hysterical…and you can tell from my blogs lately that I desperately needed a good laugh. Waiting in line I tried to think of the last time I saw a comedy act…it’s been awhile. So, thanks Bobby for the invite and although you didn’t win this particular time, the bravery required to get up on a stage and strut your stuff is impressive.

Confidence of this kind is under-rated. It takes passion, guts and determination to follow a dream. Thanks again for re-inspiring me. From a good belly laugh to the reminder that: “if it were that easy ~ everybody would do it.”


I had to take one of my 15-minute breaks this morning.

Wikipedia says:

Disappointment is the feeling of dissatisfaction that follows the failure of expectations to manifest. Similar to regret, it differs in that the individual feeling regret focuses primarily on the personal choices that contributed to a poor outcome, while the individual feeling disappointment focuses on the outcome itself.[1] It is a source of psychological stress.[2] The study of disappointment—its causes, impact and the degree to which individual decisions are motivated by a desire to avoid it—is a focus in the field of decision analysis,[1][3] as disappointment is one of two primary emotions involved in decision-making.[4]

That’s it exactly…I’m stressed-out, I’m disappointed and I feel regretful. I made some decisions that are not working out well and I’m disappointed that I was so wrong about the outcome. Even though I’m a risk-taker, I’m also a cautious person. Calculated risks are decisions I’m used to making, but when I am wrong, so very wrong I have to admit it and move on. Regrets, yea, I have a few.

It’s time…time for a change.

Cuz I’m tired of the same ole same. (I love this song Jerry Jeff Walker sings)

I’m not tired of the same ole same, but I have change in my life anyway. Our youngest son just graduated from high school, and instead of heading off this fall to college like most of his peers, he approached his father and I awhile ago with an idea to experience missionary work. The four months he’ll be gone was compromised from his original two-year idea. At first we were shocked, mystified and afraid that he wasn’t going to follow the typical path to college. We wrestled with his idea, which soon became a plan, and then processed into reality. So, yesterday he left on a jet plane to Tegucigalpa, Honduras. His return ticket is set for October 9th, 2010…not that I’m counting the days.

I think Ty’s free thinking has rubbed off on me, or, maybe I on him. I had free thinking ideas at his age too; but I wasn’t brave enough to believe in myself nor strong enough to convince my parents who only wanted the typical, the norm and the safe for me.

Tradition has often been challenged in our home, so I’m not that surprised that Ty has taken this route. As parents, would John and I be more comfortable with the typical plans for college and a job? Sure, what parent wouldn’t. So as I admire Ty’s bravery in trusting himself, it forces me to think about my own life. What have I put off doing because it might not fit the norm? Would reaching for it enhance my life and teach me something about myself ? At my age, doing something different might be considered a mid-life crisis; at Ty’s age some might consider his choice careless and crazy.

I’m convinced that Ty will come back with leadership skills beyond what can be found in a textbook. I’m convinced that he will see and experience things that will encourage him to make a difference in whatever he ultimately chooses to study.

For awhile my blogs might be inconsistent because I’m going through some changes. But, then again, thinking of Ty’s choices may encourage me to take some chances myself and I just might be better at what I do because of that.