Seagull Conartist
November 1, 2008 
Red
March 26, 2008
Filed under Random Stories/Thoughts
Tags: hate, love, love hate, red
Yesterday, I was thinking about the meaning of this color.
Email War
March 1, 2008 
It’s a long story…
My last one from a back and forth email chain. My co-worker seems to think he could beat me in a race.
Helping With a Resume…
Me: “Can you save it as a PDF?”
My Sister: “P.S. I’m a health science major. The letters PDF mean nothing to me, except .. when i open an internet page with a ‘PDF’.. it takes longer, and it yells at me.”
[inside the sketchbook]
“I just don’t like getting peed on. That’s my rule. Number one rule.”
-Woman on the phone; 22 Fillmore Bus
At Work: Poor England
Matt, my co-worker, wanted to test out our new vinyl plotter. The victim? My british co-worker’s “England” mug. Ben should be back from his break in a few minutes…
Lost Lumix. Sad Owner.
It’s the strangest handicap for me to be without my camera, which I somehow lost, despite the two elastic bands that attached it to my wrist at all times. I blame the Mono and incessant medication influence for its MIA status. I’ve got so many things that are now all logged in my head for future documentation. It makes me wonder how I ever absorbed my surroundings before… But at the same time, disappoints me to think that I may be too focused on the act of capturing it to fully enjoy what I am distancing myself from behind a viewfinder.
A Little Boy on the Bus…
As a warning, this post is totally unrelated to design.
The 22 Fillmore Bus put me in a weird mood today… which I never actually mind. I got about eight minutes into my ride home before the thought popped into my head that I wasn’t concerned about where I was going… as if my mind was once again trying to call attention to its own redundancy. But the city never seems to fail me. I look away from my book and stare into the stories on the streets for awhile… until a young kid sits next to me….
