Work has been killing me lately, which is part of the reason why there was no Foogos Friday a couple days ago. But since I planned on a double dipping of Foogos for the big game today, you won’t need to cry yourself to sleep any longer. Cut to the
Author: Scott Modrzynski
Foogos Friday: The Paste-triots
I pulled an all-nighter at work last Thursday, which was half the reason there was no Foogos Friday last week. On no sleep and an empty stomach, I made the three-hour-plus drive to Providence to see some minor league hockey (and fix that whole empty stomach thing). Then I woke
Foogos Friday: Let’s Go Texans!
I don’t really have a dog in the Super Bowl race. I guess the Giants are my hometown team, but then so are the Jets. I admire Big Blue’s quiet tenacity, especially in the face of super idiot Rex Ryan’s insanely stupid trash talking, which he somehow managed to do
Foogos Friday: Obviously Orange
This was an 11th hour production. Well, if you want to get literal, 22nd hour production, but semantics aside, this came down to the wire. I had decided earlier in the day that I needed something simple to execute with no time for mulligans. A simple letter. So I turned
Foogos Friday: Flame Out
I really thought the holidays (re: over a week of NO WORK! WOOOOO) (re: re: over a week of no moneys! Awwww) would lead to this massive flux of Foogos creations. Instead, with 2011 winding down, so is my food/art output. I don’t know what it is. Am I burned
Foogos Friday: Welcome Back NBA (I Guess)
My previous draft was a much more scathing write-up on my personal thoughts of the NBA (bah humbug!), but it’s Christmas, and I really have no bitterness to the bland sport that features the largest collection of prima donnas and opposite-of-tough athletes in North America today. Well, I sorta take
Foogos Friday: Maine Mariners
There’s three reasons I love the Maine Mariners’ logo. 1. There are hardly any classic AHL logos out there… or any minor league logos for that matter. Most minors’ logos are vector drawing contests: detailed caricatures of various animals; flashy wordmarks; and the inclusion of a hockey stick/puck, basketball, baseball/bat
Foogos: A Rocky Start to the Week
The corny titles must end! I don’t know why I find amusement in making these awful puns. I know there is not one person on earth who reads them and thinks, “Oh wow, that’s clever/funny/witty!” No one. At all. I guess the best way that I can describe it is
Foogos: Buffalo Steak
My mother is an amazing chef, and that’s not even her job. She relishes the chance to cook, and usually finds new and exciting dishes to experiment with; most of them are a success. So its no surprise that she wanted to host Thanksgiving this year. And she met the
Foogos: Blue Jays, Purple Jams
When I saw the attachments in my email – the new Toronto Blue Jays logos – and the first thought in my mind was… well, it was something I’m not sure is fit for “print” on this website. I’m still new here and I don’t want to ruffle any feathers.
Foogos: The Miami Marlins Logo Made out of Food
I’m only a casual baseball fan. I like the Phillies, hate the Yankees & Red Sox aka the 1% (Philadelphia has definitely joined that group in recent years, but in my heart, they’re still powder blue collar bums who bleed maroon), and I know that Sammy Sosa looks totally weird now.