There is no secret that I am an image maker by day and Digidame by night. In time, I hope that being Digidame will help pay the bills. Till then, I still work helping companies and people understand who they are.

The other night while I was watching the 11 o’clock news, I received a desperate email from my friend Brian who just nailed major financing from the venture capital community for his tech startup. He invented a new gadget that will stop us all from over eating. That is all I am allowed to say.

Before he became an inventor, he worked in the advertising business for most of his career and is well known in that business. His last job was with a major ad agency.

“I’m ruined,” he wrote. “I will probably lose my financing. The VC’s will think I am a risk and pull their money. This is the worse day of my life. I feel like I am going to have a heart attack. I don’t know how I made it through the day.”

Brian went on to say that some reporter for an online advertising journal discovered the lawsuit against his former employer and ran the entire legal complaint. The whole world now knows he is suing one of the top ad agencies for wrongful termination, including age discrimination. Brian is one of us, 58.

The story detailed the several million dollar lawsuit without any comment from Brian or the agency being sued. Other founders of startups, who Brian had recently been hanging out with, told him this was the worse possible situation for him at this time and that he should just disappear for a few weeks.

I was aghast at this advice and told Brian to call me immediately despite the hour. He was so hysterical on the phone I could hardly hear him. I couldn’t believe this was the same guy who created major campaigns for Fortune 500 companies and pounded on the desks of clients when they wouldn’t listen to him.

My friend Brian was suffering from Internet humiliation. At least that is what he thought it was. To find out how I brought him back to being whole again, maybe even a little cocky, you are going to have to read tomorrow’s Digidame. Blog posts are suppose to be short. I exceeded today’s word count.