Summer ’06, we hardly knew thee.
Actually, I’m lying. I vividly recall it: hot, humid, and busy. Regarding the latter, you will probably note that I’ve not been posting much lately. This is due to ending my full-time position and going freelance; I have so much to wrap up by Friday, it makes my head spin thinking about it…and then I start another production next week.
However, blog content is coming. Just as air molecules oscillate between compression and rarefaction, it is during those periods where I’m not blogging that I’m able to source the features, take the photos, read the books, and live a life that will inevitably find itself reflected here.
I should make a t-shirt that reads:
I’m not prodigous, just quality-conscious.
Doesn’t really have a zing to it though. *sigh* Another project to tinker with…
I’m not prodigous, just quality-conscious.
So, you’re saying size doesn’t matter?
Ahhh, yes. Cue peanut gallery from Mr. Didier 🙂
In the words of Blackadder: “I thank God I wore a corset, because I think my sides have split.”
Yes but size isn’t important my friend. It’s not what you’ve got, it’s where you stick it! – E. Blackadder, the nicest man in all of England…
Hey, they can’t all be winners… although one would suspect, one or two might happen with the amount of bad ones I toss out…
I think of my comic genuis as Bob Uecker once described his professional baseball batting average…
If you go up to the plate enough… and stand there with the bat enough times… eventually, try as you might to prevent it… some stupid pitcher will hit your bat with a ball.