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Les Overhead Public Service Message

BY LesOverhead / communication, crazy, Creative, humor, Roadtrip, Videos / 0 COMMENTS

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Memorial Day Driving Tips

As a public service, Les Overhead provides the following message and song – by band Public Service Broadcasting. Drive safely this Memorial Day weekend. And watch out for morons who are driving recklessly. This video shows how to do it.  Be careful out there.

Les Overhead doubles Warren Buffett "March Madness" $1 billion offer

BY LesOverhead / communication, crazy, Creative, humor, Publicity Bonanza / 0 COMMENTS


(Portland, OR)  In a press release issued today from the world headquarters of Les Overhead, it was announced the one-man firm would double the $1 billion offer of Warren Buffett for picking every game in this year’s NCAA March Madness basketball tournament.

“We will double that amount to $2 billion,” said Lois Overhead, P.R. head at Les Overhead. “We recognize a savvy P.R. scheme and publicity bonanza when we see one and we will not stand by idly. One billion is chump change. We offer $2 billion and challenge Mr. Buffett to match it.” Mathematicians calculate the odds of picking all 64 games correctly to be 1 in 4,294,967,296. Roughly equivalent to the chances of being crushed by a flying whale.


Random Uncounters

BY LesOverhead / communication, crazy, Creative, humor, Uncategorized, writing / 0 COMMENTS


Every once in awhile I write short, true accounts of encounters with random homeless folks in downtown Portland. The following is one such account.

No Hand Out

I first noticed him as I was heading into a convenience store. He was sitting on the sidewalk in a gray hoodie with one leg splayed out. He had a small ragged sign that simply said – Please help. I knew he would most likely hit me up for money when I passed by and he did. Only it wasn’t so much an ask, it was a look – lifeless eyes slowly lifting up to mine.

I took a dollar from my pocket and reached down to give it to him. He raised both arms and I caught my breath when I saw he had no hands or wrists. Each arm ended at the elbow. He used them to grab the buck, like a gray crab with pincers. I lowered my eyes and walked away.

When I got to my office I could see him from my window. He had his head down with his arms hidden inside his sweatshirt. At lunch, I walked to the post office and saw he was still there. I passed by him and caught my breath again. His one leg reached out like before; his other leg was missing. He had a prosthetic that extended just below the knee. It looked in bad shape, like it had been worn down over time.

I felt I had to know what happened. Was it a bomb in Iraq or Afghanistan? Did he step on a mine in Vietnam?  Was he in a terrible car accident? What cosmic catastrophe caused him to be so physically impaired and also homeless? His answer was quiet and succinct:  “I was born this way.” God didn’t even give him a decent story to tell.

I went back to my office and made him a new sign. It said:  NO HANDS, NO WRISTS, ONE GOOD LEG. BUT I HAVE HOPE. PLEASE HELP.  When I gave it to him he read it slowly, then said thanks, he would use it. He was probably humoring me. Now I realize he could have used two ten-dollar bills more than one new sign. I haven’t seen him since.






20 Odd Years In Business

The true, sober story of Les Overhead.

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I was leaving to buy a keg for a party in the mountains outside Missoula when the phone rang. I picked it up in a hurry. A woman asked if I had recently applied for a job with a radio station in Whitefish.

“Uh, yeah, did I get the job?” I replied, anxious to move the conversation along.

“Not yet. Are you available for an interview?” I wondered if she was in town and wanted to meet right then.

“Not for the next 24 hours,” I said. "To be honest, I'm on my way to buy beer for a party in the mountains."

“I meant next week," she said. She no doubt heard me hit myself in the head with the phone. Well, I blew that I thought.

But I was wrong. I somehow landed the job and showed up for work two weeks later, shaven and sober. After a couple years punching out radio copy on a Smith Corona and doing odd jobs like radio play-by-play for donkey basketball games I headed west.

Eventually, I ended up in Portland where I caught on with a series of ad agencies. I got into everything: print ads, brochures, radio and TV spots, creative disputes… Many words were exchanged. Nobody got hurt.

One day in the shower a hair circled the drain and it dawned on me. I should use my head and get off this manic ad agency merry-go-round. Go to work for myself and provide creative help to anyone with a good company or cause.

That day Les Overhead was born. Freelance Creative Director/Copywriter. A man of his word.

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The best way to reach Les Overhead is by email (tom@), by phone (503-505-4723), or by banging on the door of his office at 208 SW Stark, Suite 306, Portland, OR 97204. You're welcome.