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Demotivational posters

I just came across these…I used to have to make my own. These are terrific!

And there’s a ton more here…check them out.

My own personal log cabin

I just found this photo from in my phone from a while back. There’s this one elevator in my office building that, for whatever reason, always smells horrible.

Someone had finally had enough. It just makes me smile.

So I missed out on this one too?

Turns out the blog is dead. Everyone says so. Well, everyone who has followed blogs from the beginning. People like Nils over at NDNL (No Dependencies No Logo). A cool site for other information too - especially if you like a minimalist look.

Well, color me embarrassed. No wonder I could get 2,000 of these things made so cheaply - somehow I’ve managed to combine two passe fads into one really, really sad experiment.

No, not really. Thankfully, mine is only for funsies, but someone should probably tell Cafepress.

It’s the little things that count

Since I’m at the office now, and can’t really do anything about the newly impending move, I thought I’d take some time to clean off my desk. I came across this project I did for my old supervisor, and I thought you all might enjoy it.

The old department manager was extremely proud of his shiny black Cadillac Escalade. He never missed an opportunity to talk about how it had run-flat tires, 22″ wheels, sixteen-speaker stereo, held the Kleenex while he blew his nose, or that he vacuumed its floor in a checkerboard pattern like the outfield sod at Wrigley Field. What? You don’t?

Anyway, every time he had something done to it, whether it was detailed, or received newer wheels, or whatever, he wanted photos taken. Not particularly good with anything electronic, he had whoever was handy come outside and snap some pictures of him and his huge ride. This usually fell to our internal newsletter editor/photographer or myself, since I was the only artist within reach. Either way, a wonderful use of resources, if you ask me.

So when it came time for him to move on and sell his pride and joy, I was called upon to do the farewell photo shoot for the Classified ads. Given that it was hot outside and I actually had things to do on a deadline, I wasn’t thrilled with the latest assignment. I went out side, said some dumb things like “work it, work it” and “make love to the camera” while I stood there and pretty much just pointed and clicked. Back in the office I told him that it would take a few minutes to compile the photos and generate the thumbnails for him. You can’t see it in the thumbnail, but after the jump you’ll see my little parting gift to him.
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Happy Birthday, America

So I just came across this article on the Discovery web site letting me know that the Bald Eagle, the feathered symbol of the good ole US of A, has been taken off the endangered species list. Back in the sixties, when love was free and bras were burned, bird was the word. B-b-b-bird. Bird’s the word. Don’t you know about the bird? Everybody’s heard about the bird. Damn. Stupid song.

Where was I going with that?

Oh, yeah, in 1963 the eagle was put on the list because there were only like four left in the contiguous United States (you know those other two are only there to round out the number of stars and don’t count), and JFK decided that there was no way in hell we were going to drive our own token animal to extinction. Today, there are almost 10,000 of these soaring through our freedom-loving skies, much to the chagrin of airline pilots everywhere. Oh, and Canada has a bunch too, but those aren’t American Bald Eagles. As soon as they cross that imaginary line, they become something else…something more peaceful and quiet, but have trouble saying “about”.

Anyway, I digress.

On this the eve our my country’s birthday, I want to take the opportunity to wish everyone a happy and safe independence day. And guess what? You’re all invited over. Bar-B-Q at my place.

You bring a salad to share…we’ll supply the meat. It’s just laying around out here now.

INGREDIENTS

1 celery rib, chopped
1 medium onion, chopped
1/4 cup chopped green pepper
1 tablespoon canola oil
1/4 cup packed brown sugar
1/4 cup ketchup
1/4 cup picante sauce
2 tablespoons Worcestershire sauce
1 1/2 teaspoons chili powder
1 teaspoon salt
1 dash hot pepper sauce
1 fully grown adult Bald Eagle
8 whole wheat hamburger buns, split
1/8 teaspoon pepper

DIRECTIONS
1. In a large nonstick skillet, saute the celery, onion and green pepper in oil for 3-4 minutes or until tender. Stir in the brown sugar, ketchup, picante sauce, Worcestershire sauce, chili powder, salt, pepper and pepper sauce; bring to a boil. Reduce heat; simmer, uncovered, for 3-4 minutes. Add bald eagle; simmer 10 minutes longer or until heated through. Serve in buns.

Cheers.

If I lived in a comic strip…

Yes, that’s me. At least until the goatee became too hot.