My Career Journey From Hollywood to the Geek Side

Four market crashes, countless rug-pulls, and twenty-five years of rapid technological shifts will teach you one enduring truth: in the digital landscape, adaptability is the only real security you have. My career didn't follow a polished corporate roadmap. It was forged in the trenches of late-90s Hollywood venues, tested by the high-flying chaos of early 2000s dot-com startups, and battered by the algorithm updates that wiped entire business models off the map overnight.

Along the way, I’ve weathered brutal agency bait-and-switches, coded mission-critical portals under crushing deadlines, and learned firsthand the hard-won lessons that come with being a contract web developer in an unforgiving industry. This isn't a highlight reel designed for sympathy; it’s an unvarnished look at the art of the career pivot, the grit required to navigate an evolving tech frontier, and how to rise from the ashes every single time the ground drops out from beneath your feet.

Career Timeline: Choose a Year

• 1997
• 1998
• 1999
• 2000
• 2001
• 2002
• 2003
• 2011
• 2013
• 2014
• 2020
• 2022
• 2025

The West Coast Pivot: 1,400 Miles Toward the Geek Side

In 1997, I took a trip out to the West Coast to visit my buddy Jason, who was living in the Madison right behind Mann’s Chinese Theatre in Hollywood. At the time, he was working at The Record Plant while Courtney Love was in the studio tracking the new Hole album.

We tore through the local dive bars, raided the world-famous Tower Records on Sunset, and hit iconic Strip spots like Boardners the Whisky a Go Go, the Rainbow Bar & Grill, the House of Blues, and the Viper Room. We even took a detour out to Joshua Tree to take in the strange silhouette of the trees and the pink, spiny cacti.

I was in my early 20s, and that trip convinced me Hollywood was where I needed to be. A few months later, I packed everything I owned into a truck and hauled it 1,400 miles across the country. At the time, I was completely computer illiterate, miles away from the tech-savvy architect I’d eventually become. But I’d soon discover that code clicked with me in a way nothing else had. Little did I know that returning from that trip was the first step toward the geek side, and the start of a lifelong career slinging code for the web.

The Hollywood Beginning: HoTMetaL PRO and the Early Web

I’ve been working in the tech sector since 1998. My career kicked off in Hollywood, when I moved into Franklin Pointe Apartments off Cherokee and Hollywood Boulevard. Fresh out of college in my twenties, I packed up for California to join an art colony, dead set on painting and honing my craft as a fine artist. An optimist looking for my place in the world. Call it soul searching...or just bite me.

Instead, my path took a massive segue when my roommate and lifelong buddy, Jason a.k.a Jon Cloud, bought a new HP desktop. We stayed up all hours of the night sitting on a bench seat extricated from a mid 90's Astro van teaching ourselves to code awful websites in Front Page & HoTMetaL PRO. Before I knew it, I was working in web marketing; diving headfirst into HTML, Photoshop, and Macromedia Flash to build interactive sites and digital assets for various segments of the entertainment industry.

56k Web Development

Before long, Jon Cloud and I landed jobs building the very first website for Hollywood Toys & Costumes. It was within easy walking distance from where we lived, just a short stroll down Cherokee Avenue and across Hollywood Boulevard, right in the middle of the Hollywood Walk of Fame. The store carried thousands of costumes, wigs, and masks. We spent our days slicing graphics, hand-coding, and assembling pages in Microsoft FrontPage.

Around 3:00 PM every day, we would push as many updates as possible over a 56k dial-up connection. This was 1998, and high-speed internet was not yet standard in retail shops. We could never upload during peak hours because running the modem tied up the store's primary phone lines. Between 3:00 PM and 5:00 PM, we transferred as much content as the bandwidth allowed. Inevitably, transfers would drop midway through, leaving us to track what failed and pick it back up the following afternoon.

It was a fun gig that lasted just a few months. The two of us built the site from scratch, aiming for a hard launch deadline of Halloween that year. With the Hollywood sign up in the hills and Mann’s Chinese Theatre just across the street, the shop drew a steady stream of celebrities and unexpected perks.

We even scored passes to the 1998 Hollywood Athletic Club Halloween party, all because I managed to track down an elusive set of angel wings for a Hollywood executive. We both stayed at Hollywood Toys & Costumes as long as we could; when Jon moved on, I followed shortly after. It was not long before the two of us reunited in the adult entertainment industry. And no, it was not what you think.

Movie Star Tours Hollywood, CA 2000

Beachwood Ave. Hollywood 2000

Sailing the Seven Seas of the Adult Industry

I took a job in web marketing with very little background in HTML and absolutely none in digital marketing itself. My friend Jon Cloud was already working there, and my previous gig with the Sierra Club had taken a hike to hell. I needed the money, so I took the leap.

The interview took place in a residential house about two blocks from Venice High School. It had a fenced-in backyard and a pirate flag flying outside the side door as I walked up.

Then in walked Blackbeard. No hyperbole. He was dressed in full pirate regalia: pantaloons, a sash belt with a massive curved knife strapped to it, period-accurate black leather boots, a black do-rag, and a lit cigar. He looked formidable, but once I got to know him, I quickly realized what a warm, charming individual he actually was. Every morning, someone in the house had to raise the colors, which meant hoisting Blackbeard's pirate flag by the door.

Did I mention this was an adult website? It was marketing for a network of adult sites where I officially kicked off my digital career. So if anyone ever asks, not that they would, yes, I worked in the adult entertainment industry. I could tell stories, and believe me, I have plenty of them.

Beyond the surreal environment, Jon Cloud and I spent hours stretching deep into the wee hours of the morning hand-coding HTML. Online forums were sparse back then, and documentation was nowhere near as accessible as it is today. Everything was brute-force trial and error. That house was where I first started dabbling with layout software and a very early iteration of Photoshop.

I still look back on that first foray into HTML and digital marketing fondly. The industry itself was debaucherous, but the camaraderie and friendships were genuine. Even after I moved on to sail into new career waters and expand my technical experience, I stayed in touch with Blackbeard from time to time. He was an insightful, welcoming guy. On his wall hung a sign that read, "The definition of diplomacy is telling someone to go to hell in a way that they appreciate the trip." I carried that line with me, and I still use it to this day. Farewell me heartie.

When Vector Animation Met Venture Capital

That work quickly evolved into producing animated content for a rapidly expanding web. With a degree in art and design, the pivot to digital interfaces felt completely natural. I soon joined Quisic, the first accredited online college, where I designed animated e-learning modules in Flash as part of a tight-knit creative team.

Our group tackled the new Macromedia platform together, literally sharing a single reference book among all of us. Online forums were still in their infancy, so everything came down to trial and error, troubleshooting late into the night, and trading discoveries the moment someone cracked a new technique. We gained traction fast, successfully delivering the first production round of interactive e-learning modules and assessments.

It felt like I had finally arrived. Our office was in the landmark CNN building on the Sunset Strip, and executives regularly paraded venture capitalists through our floor to show off what they called their animation powerhouse. I was needed, producing work at scale, and felt a genuine sense of purpose.

The First Reality Check: X-MAS 99 Layoff

Then Christmas 1999 arrived. The entire team was put on hiatus for the holidays with firm reassurances that we would all be back at our desks right after the new year. I flew home to Michigan, proudly flashed my new California driver's license, and regaled friends with stories about living and working in Hollywood.

When I landed back in Los Angeles, reality hit hard. The company had quietly laid off the majority of the department, leaving behind a bare-bones skeleton crew. I had no idea back then that this kind of sudden rug-pull would become a recurring theme across my design and development career.

The Silicon Beach Circus: Models, Macs, and the Dot-Com Crash

In 2000, I landed at Eruptor Entertainment in Santa Monica. It was a Maxim-style digital property featuring videos, irreverent cartoons, comic artist interviews, and a monthly "Eruptor Girl" feature. My desk sat right by the front door. Every Wednesday, an audition line ran from our second-floor office straight down into the parking lot. The models were featured in lifestyle photos and swimsuit galleries, so needless to say, not a whole lot of work got done on Wednesdays.

Still, it was an incredible training ground, and it sparked my lifelong love for Mac computers. I created assets for several animated shows, built and maintained websites under our art director, John Hill, and even deployed a multi-machine kiosk on Manhattan Beach. I ran a dedicated T1 line across the sand to stream our media live for a two-day promotion alongside the models.

During that stretch, I attended my first San Diego Comic-Con and E3 Expo, and even visited Shannon Elizabeth’s home to configure a custom webcam server for her site. I felt like a rockstar—indispensable and riding high. Then came the fateful morning when I walked in and found our network connection completely severed. I looked up from my desk to see my boss walking past clutching a cardboard box, flanked by company legal counsel and private security. The venture capital had vanished overnight. Our entire team was escorted off the premises. So, we did the only logical thing: drank gin and went to Disneyland.

This video is from E3 2016. I was sent there by Chrysler on a fact finding mission. The E3 I'm referencing above was E3 2000 where we were promoting Eruptor.com.

Inventing Rich Media at Styleclick and the Dot-Com Crash

My next stop was Styleclick, working in the Rich Media department. We designed interactive modules for the Home Shopping Network, TNT, NASCAR, Diane von Furstenberg, USA Networks, and dozens of other retail and entertainment clients. With e-commerce in its infancy, we were establishing standards from scratch, learning to encode and embed competing video runtimes like QuickTime, RealPlayer, and Windows Media Player.

I’d spend weekends capturing live NASCAR feeds to encode them for digital distribution. I was mentoring junior designers on Flash animation, sitting in high-stakes stakeholder meetings, and taking deep pride in our execution. Then the dot-com bubble burst. A new investment group acquired the company, immediately purged the staff, and left me out of work in late 2001.

Tech jobs suddenly vanished nationwide. This was long before LinkedIn existed, and finding creative tech work was nearly impossible. Out of options, I packed everything I owned into a Budget rental van, planning to drive back to Michigan on September 11, 2001.

September 11, 2001 a Long Patriotic Drive Home

Then the towers fell.

I woke up on a friend’s couch to broadcast footage of the World Trade Center attacks. California immediately went into lockdown, with the National Guard monitoring major departure corridors. Military bases were the only installations with aircraft cleared for flight, and national alert levels spiked. My relocation was put on hold.

On September 12, I returned my cable box and began a somber, 2,400-mile solo drive back to the Mitten State. I used oil pastels to draw an American flag across the van’s rear window and hit the highway. Flags hung from overpasses across the entire country. Somewhere in Colorado, a national candlelight vigil was called. Around 7:00 PM, I pulled over on a deserted stretch of highway—standing next to a single stranger by a wolf carcass on the shoulder—and held a quiet vigil in the dark.

Resetting in Michigan: Tier-1 Automotive and Halon Vaults

Arriving in the village of Lake Orion, Michigan, was pure culture shock. Going from Hollywood to a small Midwestern town in the middle of a tech recession meant jobs were even scarcer. For months, I waited tables and ran a landscaping crew just to stay afloat.

Eventually, a break came when my friend Jason got hired at Venture; now JVIS, a Tier-1 supplier for the Big Three automakers. They brought me on to support their IT and web infrastructure. We operated out of a repurposed bank, complete with a server room housed inside the old vault and protected by a Halon fire-suppression system. Jason and I managed the global web properties, worked directly with plant engineers, and consolidated digital platforms across multiple international divisions.

We were even preparing to travel to Las Vegas to build a custom site for the legendary race car driver Carroll Shelby when the company was acquired by German supplier Peguform. Venture had accumulated massive debt, which Peguform absorbed. To cut costs, leadership initiated sweeping layoffs, and as contractors, we were shown the door yet again.

Fear and Loathing in Search Optimization

I started a two-year stint with Auto Credit Express just before my daughter was born, taking the job to provide for our family as we prepared to welcome my Sweet T into the world. I was hired to manage SEO for roughly 60 to 70 sites, leading a blend of in-house writers and freelance contractors running nationwide lead generation. I trained the writing team on organic search optimization so we could deliver high-intent leads straight to our sales floor.

Beyond management, I built internal social media tools and produced between 3,000 and 4,000 words a day, setting the pace for the team. We gathered every morning to review analytics and pinpoint where to direct our focus for the day. That momentum paid off quickly: in January 2012, I increased lead-generating traffic for Findcarsunder.com by 400%.

We were flying high until Google released two seismic algorithm updates:

Panda which affected 11.8% of search queries in the U.S. Almost all of A.C.E. websites effectively tanked.

Penguin which affected 3.1% of English language search engine queries globally.

This was a big deal. These updates reshaped the search landscape forever, systematically purging low-value content that failed to meet Google's evolving quality benchmarks. They also introduced stricter advertising guidelines that immediately put about 90% of our portfolio in violation.

Auto Credit Express operated out of a two-story building on Five Points Drive in Auburn Hills. The second floor was divided into two distinct zones. On one side of the corridor sat the sales floor, housing about 30 reps. On the other side were the technical teams: SEO specialists, designers, developers, and writers. That was my domain. Each side was secured behind four doors at the ends of a long hallway, accessible only by electronic keypads with numeric entry codes.

Once the algorithm updates took full effect, our sites lost their footing. Keyword rankings cratered, lead volume dried up, and several properties were blacklisted from the search results entirely.

Then the layoffs began.

The security codes became the grim reaper of the office. Whenever layoffs occurred, management changed the keypad codes, which soon happened almost daily. The cuts started on the sales side, and a parking lot that had once been short on spaces grew emptier by the afternoon. Seeing the writing on the wall, I started quietly applying for new roles.

By the second week of the purge, my boss and friend Chris Guild was let go. By week three, my buddy Shane Kelly, the person who had brought me into the company, was shown the door alongside more people from both sales and tech. One morning I arrived to find my code no longer worked. I caught the door behind a coworker, only to learn that management had simply forgotten to circulate the newest code to the survivors. I was still employed, just left in the dark.

Within days, I interviewed with a branding agency in Troy. I handed in my two weeks' notice, which at Auto Credit Express meant an immediate escort out of the building. By noon on Friday, security walked me out, and the door codes were promptly changed behind me.

By 2:00 PM that same afternoon, I was sitting in my new office going through onboarding. I was relieved to escape an increasingly toxic environment where daily survival came down to whether your security code unlocked the front door.

Little did I know, I had just jumped from the frying pan into the fire.

Built to Spec, Kicked to the Curb: The Reality of Contract Hell

I took a role with a company whose name I’ll leave unmentioned; they don't deserve the credit or the backlink. For all intents and purposes, let's call them Hell. It is an accurate descriptor and remarkably close to their actual name anyway.

I wouldn't be a minion of Hell for long, clocking in just over six months in total. They hired me under the guise of a permanent, full-time position, but the reality was far more cynical: they needed a problem-solver to clear a series of technical hurdles until I outlived my usefulness. Eager to make a solid impression on my new handlers, I routinely burned through late nights and weekends to hit grueling deadlines established before I ever walked through the door.

During my stay, I handled assignments for several major clients. The two largest were DARPA and automotive tier-one supplier Nexteer. While my DARPA work remains locked behind a non-disclosure agreement, the Nexteer project is fair game.

I teamed up with a small internal group to rebuild an international operations portal serving both the United States and China. The portal housed technical schematics, compliance documents, manufacturing processes, and internal operational workflows. It also featured custom ordering forms for parts manufacturers, automated shipping calculators, and custom modules designed to interface with proprietary corporate databases.

The architecture itself was straightforward enough, but the major challenge was the language barrier. The entire portal had to be dynamically mirrored in Mandarin, a language I do not speak or read. To make matters worse, some of the inherited legacy code referenced third-party JavaScript and PHP libraries documented entirely in Mandarin.

Online translation tools like Babel Fish were unreliable for technical dialect. To bridge the gap, I coordinated directly with bilingual Nexteer liaisons in China who provided localized terminology. My workflow settled into a rhythm: I built and modified features during daylight hours in Michigan, sent builds overnight, and woke up to revisions and QA feedback from the team in China. When critical layout or translation bugs surfaced, we held late-night conference calls to debug issues in real time.

A little over six months in, I was finalizing the project. My final deliverable was an automated geolocation cookie designed to detect a visitor's region, route them to the appropriate regional library, and dynamically toggle the portal between English and Mandarin while respecting hard-coded contextual exceptions.

It was my first time engineering a localization system of that scale, and after a few minor syntax refinements, it fired up without a hitch. A sales manager had been hovering behind my chair, watching over my shoulder as I ran the deployment tests. When the geo-routing cleared and the Mandarin interface resolved cleanly, he hung up his phone, turned around, and gave me an enthusiastic high five. The heavy lifting was finished, and we were officially ready to transition into open user acceptance testing.

Minutes later, I was summoned into the main conference room.

Management was waiting. With zero warning, zero severance, and no prior performance discussions, I was terminated effective immediately. The deliverable was done, the system worked, and my contract utility had expired. Just like that: see ya.

The Contract Circuit: Healthcare, Defense, and Global Portals

From there, I spent years freelancing and working agency contracts. I built responsive, accessible front-ends using Bootstrap, implemented custom CRMs, and developed enterprise platforms across various sectors. I spent time in healthcare UI design, built animated industrial training modules for Raytheon and Caterpillar, and engineered localized multilingual marketing sites targeting the US and Chinese markets with cookie-driven localized content.

Just a few of the companies I contracted or free lanced for.

Finding My Stride: Automotive UX Prototyping at Chrysler

In 2014, I landed the most rewarding role of my career: a UX prototyping developer inside Chrysler’s (later FCA, now Stellantis) Product Design Office. This was back when dedicated automotive UX was still finding its footing. I built interactive software prototypes integrated into physical vehicle bucks for ergonomics and usability testing around the world. Our team designed concept vehicle interfaces showcased at the Detroit Auto Show, Chicago Auto Show, New York Auto Show, Shanghai Auto Show, and CES.

Prototypes & Software

Auto & Tech Shows

I spent nearly six years at FCA, and I was deep into the multi-month HR transition from long-term contractor to direct employee when COVID-19 struck. I was building digital instrument clusters for the Chrysler Airflow concept car when corporate work-from-home orders were issued. The vehicle was displayed at CES and the Chicago Auto Show, but the rest of the tour was canceled as lockdowns swept the country.

Soon after, FCA terminated its external contract roster, and I was released.

Pandemic Whiplash: HoMedics and Ford

At first, remote life had its perks. I had purchased my home four years prior, and working from my back deck without a commute felt like a welcome breath of fresh air. But contract stability evaporated. Over the next three years, I churned through five distinct engagements.

At HoMedics, I built high-converting, accessible e-commerce landing pages using Object-Oriented CSS, HTML5, and PHP for sanitizing devices, PPE, and consumer wellness products. I integrated Google Tag Manager tracking pipelines across major retail partners and stabilized legacy platforms while their engineering team migrated from Magento to BigCommerce.

Next came a contract with Ford Motor Company's commercial fleet division. I joined their UX team to design management software for commercial electric vehicle fleets. We built interactive Adobe XD prototypes to bridge the gap between design and engineering, designing geospatial charging locator tools and energy optimization dashboards.

However, systemic issues quickly surfaced. I discovered our design team had been working off outdated, conflicting prototypes that were missing previously defined functional requirements. With zero structured onboarding, I had inherited a tangle of legacy files and unversioned code left behind by two previous developers.

I took the initiative to organize the mess. I built a structured GitHub repository, established branch workflows, and created a centralized Confluence documentation hub alongside Jira to serve as our single source of truth. Just as that infrastructure was coming together, my phone rang: the project budget was cut, and my contract was terminated after six months. No warning. No transition period. Just gone.

Cardinal Health and the Double Blow

There I was, in the middle of a pandemic, with a mortgage to pay, children to support, and zero income. I scrambled. I flooded every job board, recruiter network, and freelance marketplace; LinkedIn, Glassdoor, Upwork, and Toptal. I worked with career coaches and paid to have my resume rewritten repeatedly to clear automated ATS filters. Four months later, I secured a UX role at Cardinal Health.

There, I focused on logistics platforms for commercial freight, designing backhaul optimization software for long-haul trucking. Our team built dashboards to track, coordinate, and dispatch return-trip freight, ensuring transport trailers never ran empty between regional hubs. I conducted user research across the entire supply chain—interviewing drivers, dispatchers, software architects, and enterprise managers—and established a scalable Figma design system to maintain UI consistency across our distributed engineering teams.

I had been at Cardinal Health for over a year when September 11, 2023, rolled around. I had just wrapped up a sprint planning session and sent a routine email to my staffing agency asking about billing for the Labor Day holiday.

Their reply was immediate and cold: my contract, which had already been extended twice, was ending effective immediately.

Within thirty minutes of that email, my phone rang. It was St. Joseph’s Hospital. My mother had collapsed during a routine blood test and was admitted to the sixth floor, completely unresponsive. Within a week, her doctors delivered the hardest news a family can hear: it was time for palliative care.

In the span of two weeks, I lost my job, lost my home, and lost my mother.

Project Phoenix: Rising from the Ashes

The grief and financial shock were paralyzing. But with my back against the wall, I did what I’ve always done: I went back to the drawing board and rebuilt.

I audited my twenty-five years in design and technology, updated my technical profiles, and launched Project Phoenix—a ground-up reinvention of my personal and professional brand. I architected my website as a showcase of modern engineering: lightning-fast, accessible, and engineered for Core Web Vitals. I leaned heavily into modern AI and automation, building custom telemetry tools to track LLM crawler activity and structuring my services with semantic JSON-LD data for Answer Engine Optimization (AEO).

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The Constant of Adaptability

The journey has not magically become easy. Contracting remains unpredictable, client acquisition demands relentless effort, and I am still searching for the right long-term organization where my multidisciplinary background can make a lasting impact.

I share this not for sympathy, but for perspective. This industry will test your resolve, but twenty-five years of rapid technological shifts have taught me that adaptability is the only real security we have.

It's an unforgiving business that makes you feel like you're wearing Milk-Bone underwear in a dog-eat-dog world. Still, what's the alternative? Settling for a standard grind near the poverty line? That might be where things stand today, but not for long. I will rise from these ashes once again and snatch victory from the jaws of defeat.

Back in high school, counselors told us to prepare to change careers at least three times. Those people could never have anticipated the modern web, artificial intelligence, or hordes of applicants fighting just for the chance to land a first-round screening. They never foresaw automated AI gatekeepers discarding resumes over missing keywords, nor did they imagine having to filter out malicious scammers just to reach a legitimate recruiter. They had no idea what kind of hoops we would be forced to jump through today.

In the meantime, I continue taking on new clients while weighing a transition into dedicated consultancy. It's another necessary pivot. Freelance work keeps coming through, and life remains sustainable because I choose to leverage AI rather than fear it, using it strategically to close technical gaps and sharpen my execution.

Circumstances can feel bleak, but with the right mindset, you learn to look past the storm and find your bearing. That's where my focus stays. Even when surrounded by doubt and pessimism, I spot opportunities that were never visible before. Right now, for instance, I'm typing this while putting my day job on pause, getting paid to write and publish once again. My inner geek and punk rock ethos are satisfied.

Tomorrow, I take over the world.

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