It’s difficult to put into words and pictures just how much of a shock and then how down I felt after the rug was pulled out from under my, and all the other graphic designers, feet last Thursday. Compiling tonight,[…]↓ Read the rest of this entry…
It’s a bit unsettling, when you’re speaking with someone for the first time, trying to get to know them, that all they talk about is, well… suicide. Now, I can understand it, if she’d been working on this book, this[…]↓ Read the rest of this entry…
It’s still difficult to understand. I woke up early, even though I really didn’t have to. When the phone rang and it was that PA Turnpike job Product Manager I’d forgotten all about the meeting we had planned today. By[…]↓ Read the rest of this entry…
Just like that. Sure, I guess if I was reading the tea leaves I could have suspected something with all those new procedures they’ve been shoving at us since the end of 2020. But to get through all of 2020,[…]↓ Read the rest of this entry…
It felt good to have a fully functional laptop back. Even though I never really needed the sound in order to get any of my graphics done, still, it’ll be so much easier to sit through our Teams meetings by[…]↓ Read the rest of this entry…
Yes, I’m old enough to have worked at companies and studios that, if my computer was down, or if I didn’t have access to one, I could still function in my daily tasks and complete designs or drawings for my[…]↓ Read the rest of this entry…
In case you’re unfamiliar with the films I’m referring to, that are shown in my thought balloons, they are: Cloris Leachman in “Young Frankenstein”. Cicely Tyson in “The Autobiography Of Miss Jane Pittman”. Hal Holbrook in “All The Presidents Men”.
It’s kind of funny, at least I think so, that here I am, 59 years old and I’m preparing and eating a scrambled eggs and bacon breakfast while watching The Flintstones cartoons. I wonder, when I was a kid, watching[…]↓ Read the rest of this entry…