NICK MARINE (PICTURED LEFT)

I write for money, but if we lived in a rent-free, utopian society I'd still be a writer. My earliest influence is the "Usual gang of idiots" behind Mad magazine. Besides making me laugh (although some jokes went over my head in elementary school), Mad exposed me to a brave new world of false fronts, small print, deceptive ads, booby traps, treacherous language, double standards, half truths, subliminal pitches and product placement. Whenever possible I instill my work with honesty, authority and humor in a jugular vein. While comedy is my tone of choice, I can do it all; serious, tear-jerky, high-falutin, lowbrow, middlebrow and nobrow. As for media, I'm proficient in film, TV, radio, print, digital, analog,, napkins, skywriting, sandwich boards and yelling. I love writing everything, but checks. A few career highlights: I piloted the Goodyear Blimp, played in the Star Wars sandbox, worked with the fine folks at Sesame Street, wrestling legend, Bill Goldberg and comedy king, Peter Farrelly. I realized my dream of having a monkey sidekick and talked David Hasselhoff into performing CPR on an inflatable shark. I'm a copywriter, screenwriter, husband, father and amateur pit master who can smoke the bejesus out of baby back ribs.