You stand between me and my lord and king. ... For living or dark undead, I will smite you, if you touch him."
Read Morethe female of the species
Man's timid heart is bursting with the things he must not say, For the Woman that God gave him isn't his to give away; But when hunter meets with husbands, each confirms the other's tale— The female of the species is more deadly than the male. ... So it comes that Man, the coward, when he gathers to confer With his fellow-braves in council, dare not leave a place for her Where, at war with Life and Conscience, he uplifts his erring hands To some God of Abstract Justice—which no woman understands.
Read Moreno wonder
My commute involves the third, fifth, and sixteenth most congested traffic corridors in the country. This explains so much.
Read Morewaxing nostalgic
I'd slide the finished, framed pictures into their huge plastic bags, sealing them, writing the customer's name on masking tape on my hand, then sticking it to the package I'd made, then hefting the package into the series of slots where it'd go until the customer came for it. ... For you kids out there, instead of doing your layouts in Quark or InDesign, you used to have to take your copy to the typographer, who'd type it up on a typesetter, then hand you the photostat to cut out and paste up onto your board.
Read Morecintiq
Realized I'd not posted any photos of the Cintiq I recently got. It's beyond awesome to be able to draw directly on the screen; I can move from my shoulder, not just my wrist.