Aught Seven
Time to play catch-up:
Employee-ment
I have come to the conclusion that I would really enjoy having a steady paycheck and maybe some health insurance, which my freelance design venture has, ultimately, failed to provide. With that in mind, I have begun the search for a real-life, capital-J Job. Now, I know… I’ve been down this road before, with mixed results. This time, however, I am limiting my search to actual established businesses, so I’m thinking things might work out a little better this go-around. So, if you happen to be a nice, respectable establishment in need of a full-time graphic designer, I invite you to look in my direction for an uncluttered view of yourself making a wise, Samuel Adams-caliber, hiring decision.
Happy Hollandaise
The Season (or “The Sizzy,” as the kids [probably don’t] call it) has come and gone, and has left me with an actual, lingering sensation of having eaten too much. Which I did. On numerous occasions. I am speaking, though, in a more metaphorical sense. I speak of a fullness of spirit, of family, and of life. I speak, also, of a fullness of presents, for I cleaned up like a villain this year. I am ripe with sweaters and DVDs. The might of my accumulated swag emits an odor–nay, a pheromone–of awesomeness, and attracts small planetoids into its graviton well.
New Year’s Eve was high on the Scale of Excellence as well, pictorial evidence of which can be found here. It was nice to put 2006 to bed, and begin to get to know its replacement, who has the potential to be everything the predecessors weren’t.
