craftybunny

Front-End Web Developer

This is an opportunity for an experienced front-end web developer to work in a fast-paced environment on high-exposure (millions of unique visitors per year) and award-winning websites.

Singlebound Creative is a strategic interactive design firm in downtown San Francisco. Clients include Men's Wearhouse, Autodesk, Blanc & Otus (WPP Group). We pride ourselves in on-strategy creative and superb design execution for the web. Our culture is friendly, flexible and very hard working. We are a small, principal-run firm, so everyone rolls up their sleeves to do what it takes to get the job done. The candidate must be pro-active, fast and efficient.

Biggest Requirements:
- Quickly hand-code clean HTML and CSS from Photoshop Comps
- Proactive can-do attitude
- Agency/Design Firm experience

Big, Big Plusses:
- ** Flash/ActionScript
- JSP/ASP.NET/SQL
- JavaScript
- AJAX
- Visual Design Skills

Primary Responsibilities:
-Working under the Creative Director, use your expertise in HTML/CSS and Flash to efficiently produce web offerings from design comps
-Execute best practices in the creation of client web offerings
-Make informed recommendations on front-end technologies
-Be a key contributor by owning the front-end implementation for client work
-Own and maintain strict version control of production materials (HTML, JSP, ASP, XML, Flash, JPGs, GIFS etc.)
-Develop creative (flash, graphics) for in-house and client projects
-Accurately estimate and track time for multiple simultaneous projects

Other Responsibilities:
- Produce wire frames and site maps in Visio
- Maintain and update various websites
- QA and QC

Required Experience:
-BS/BA required. Formal education in interactive design preferred.
-3+ years in a web production environment. Agency/Studio side best.
-Demonstrated clean front-end execution of a variety of well-designed web sites


Singlebound Creative provides competitive salaries and benefits and offers a stimulating environment where employees can grow their skills. Singlebound Creative is an Equal Opportunity Employer.

Please send resume/portfolio to Alanna Spence at alanna@angrypirate.com

This week I learned something about the kinds of people I want in my life. I want people who, when on the swing set, get the overwhelming urge to jump off, and do. Or they want to swing so high they could at any moment go over the bar and swing in 360 degrees. They swing so hard, the swing set threatens to come right out of the ground. That's who I want as a friend. I don't want people in my life who are afraid to scrape a knee or who only swing when pushed.

I like to pick my nose.
I really believe that procrastination produces better work.
Some days I think I'm a terrible painter and that I should just tear everything up and throw it away.
Sometimes I worry that I'm not really a painter and I'll just stop wanting to.
Somedays I think I have great potential to be a great painter of stories.
I think canvases take up too much space.
If I had a bigger house, I might not think that anymore.
I actually like broccoli, like really like it.
I like cauliflower even more.
I want to be a writer but there are too many other things to do.
Working too hard gives me self worth.
Not working at all gives me self worth.
Working half-assed makes me feel mediocre.
I am very afraid of mediocrity.
I don't really understand how I could fart so much.
I'm still the same person I was as a little kid. I don't feel much different.
People told me when I was a kid that I had an old soul.
People now tell me I am childish.
I have too many weblogs for one person.

I don't even work there anymore, but I am still happy to know that my bad boss is gone. I don't know what difference it makes. I gues I'm hoping he's gone because they finally realised what a useless putz he is. But probably not. They probably gave him a warm send off. I will just pretend they kicked him out on his ass. Maybe they tarred and feathered him.

I haven't posted to here in a while and just thought I'd stop by the say hello. How are you? If you want to see my latest series of encaustics, they are here.

bye

A poem for the day. More here http://www.bartleby.com/142/208.html

Walt Whitman

A NOISELESS, patient spider,
I mark’d, where, on a little promontory, it stood, isolated;
Mark’d how, to explore the vacant, vast surrounding,
It launch’d forth filament, filament, filament, out of itself;
Ever unreeling them—ever tirelessly speeding them.

And you, O my Soul, where you stand,
Surrounded, surrounded, in measureless oceans of space,
Ceaselessly musing, venturing, throwing,—seeking the spheres, to connect them;
Till the bridge you will need, be form’d—till the ductile anchor hold;
Till the gossamer thread you fling, catch somewhere, O my Soul.

I always seem to have clients and friends who need easy, painless, cheap spam cannons. I found this one that seems pretty cool. Something to keep in mind. It's 1 - 2 cents per email address. It also has tracking for an additional 2 cents per email.

MailChimp
http://www.mailchimp.com

My friend Visnu made this awesome social network app. You should come check it out:

http://jankyteeth.com/soup/

It'll rss feed your livejournal entries right into it.

"Only those who will risk going too far
can possibly find out how far one can go."
T.S Elliot

Just a nice quote for today.

pi·rate n.

1. a. One who robs at sea or plunders the land from the sea without
commission from a sovereign nation.
b. A ship used for this purpose.
2. One who preys on others; a plunderer.
3. One who makes use of or reproduces the work of another without
authorization.
4. One that operates an unlicensed, illegal television or radio station.

I'm going a little stir crazy at work. Things move slowly around here. I'm not so good at slow. And I'm starting to think I'm a worthless, pea brained doh-doh head who can't learn anything and who should just give up on computers all together and work in a cannery or something. No offense to canners. Sorry. That was rude. See, I'm rude too.

My solo show on artheap.com is up. go look at it http://www.artheap.com/aspence.html

Tonight I go see my friend's show at College of Marin http://www.dconnelly.com. It will be nice to see people. I've been in hiding for a while from my studio mates.

My contract got extended through the beginning of March. That means I will have 12 hours of class a week, on three different campuses, plus 30 or so hours of work plus homework for 3 classes. and I'm taking a weekend workshop somewhere in there that spans 4 weekends. I'm crazy. Do you know that?

I am leaving my job as of November 24th. My last days spent here are focused on adding all the products from the 2005 line to the website so that my numbskull boss can make them accessable on the website with the click of a link. He will, I'm sure, take full credit for it. He probably won't ever even figure out how much work was put into this stupid website. The benefit I get out of this is a larger last paycheck and a decrease in the odds of them calling me any time soon begging for help.

It makes me a little sad knowing that once I leave, our beautiful website will just crash and burn with no one to support it. And all I can do is just try not to care and walk away. I already have a job lined up, I'm sitting pretty. Still it's sad. Sorry for abaondoning you, nice website that me and Kaolin and Veronica worked so hard on. I learned so much from them and we made sucha kick ass website. Sorry to leave you in the hands of useless individuals that don't understand that a company is made up of people, not products. Goodbye. I wanted to write a goodbye letter to the company, but I know no one cares. It's really sad.

Our main Java developer is out for a couple days. My boss was all worried the whole world would explode or something. He kept telling my boss that, um yeah, Alanna can start and stop JBoss, she doesn't need any help. But my boss made him write down how to do it "just in case". My boss just handed it to me. I just looked at him in disbelief and threw it. He might as well have been handing me a sticky explaining to me how to wipe my ass. He is so fucking unbelievably stupid it kills me.

For over a year, I tried to get my boss to buy a measly little digital camera so that I wouldn't have to use my personal camera to take all the product shots for our website. Other groups in the company were asking to borrow my personal camera all the time. He could have gotten any old camera for $200. I even asked if I could just pick one up and expense it. Nope, wouldn't let me.

Finally he bought a camera that was completely overkill and he uses it for all his personal photo taking needs. Often times when I need it for work, I can't find it. He even brought it with him on his vacation to Hawaii and then left the photos in the camera. He also uses the company bicycle as if it were his own bike. Cheap bastard.

I showed my boyfriend the progess on my latest painting. He hasn't seen it before. he said "That is great" and I got all happy. When he liikes something I do, it means even more than most people's opinions. If he likes it, it must not suck.

When I talk to my boss, I have to speak slowly, loudly and use small words. It makes me cranky.

I don't care about my job. I do work, but I don't work very hard. I don't bill them very many hours, and my rate is not that great, so I'm not really ripping them off. My boss often gives me chunks of work that I can't finish because I am waiting on him for content. He obviously doesn't care either. Partly I am still here because they need someone like me here and it's really not a full time job right now anyway. It could be if my boss cared, or I cared, but we don't. So sometimes I feel guilty that I say... update my journal when I really should be trying to do some work or something. But I don't want to leave because well, I can bill enough hours to pay the rent while still being able to go to school and paint. So I'm ok, right? Why do I feel so guilty then? I don't even respect my company. I just don't like not caring I guess. What I really want to be doing is painting all the time. This is a pretty close compromise. So I guess I should stop my whining.

We are nearing the end of our journey. The second half has been thousands of times better than the first. We found a winery called Alana estates where I bought a couple of great bottles of wine. We stayed in a great town called Napier which has all art deco architecture. We saw a really fantastic aquarium there where I got inches from a sea turtle and a kiwi. We Had a nice walk on an iron stone beach. Then we went to Opotiki as sort of an accident, We had originally wanted to drive across a "treacherous mountain road" to Rotorua but it was so treacherous, it was closed, so we ended up in Opotiki, a very small beach town in the bay of islands.

In Opotiki we had a whole backpacker hostel to ourselves. We took many walks on the beach which was right out the back door. We saw more stars in the sky than I knew existed, and read by a roaring fire. We had many adventures along the beautiful, endless beach and saw no more than 5 other people on the beach the two days we were there. On my birthday, Tom gave me a very nice nz ring made from a paua shell and the owners of the hostel made me a beautiful pavlova kiwi pie complete with birthday candle.

After Opotiki, we drove to Rotorua where we enjoyed three naturally heated pools all to ourselves. They are heated by thermal underground wells. North of Rotorua we found a wonderful wildlife park full of native animals. I had baby ducks crawling all over me, eating out of my hand. We also fed sheep, pigs, chickens, goats and trout. We drank from a sacred spring. They have a lion pride at the park and we made it just in time to see the feeding. Incredible. I got some amazing photos. I also got to pet the hell out of a ridiculously cute baby cow.

We are now back in Auckland where we are about the sail on the nz's america's cup boat. I'm scared! We leave tomorrow afternoon so after the sailing, we'll just be shopping and drinking. See you soon!

Just found out my friend in the peace corps is being evacuate from nepal. I hope he is safe.