Graffiti. Trains. There is graffiti. There are trains. There is graffiti on trains. Some people have a problem with graffiti. Some people have a problem with trains. Some people have a problem with graffiti on trains. Some people have a problem with everything no matter what the situation!
I didn't want pets to look after. I really didn't. My family always had a cat, so I'm a cat guy, but I didn't want to deal with that kind of thing when I moved out on my own. Fur, piss, shit, puke, fur, scratches in the furniture, more fur.
I own a clock radio that has been by my side for over 27 of my 37 years on this planet. I hate it. It is, without a doubt, one of the most annoying assholes I have ever met. Not only that, it's an ugly fucker, too.
Since I've been sprucing up my office a bit lately, I thought it was about time to get some foliage. Not a spruce, though. Get it? Sprucing up the office? Spruce tree? Hah? Yeah? Maybe I've been spending too much time alone in here, hey? I'm fucking losing my mind. Perhaps this new plant will help me out.
Went shopping the other day and finally managed to choose a shopping cart that didn't fuck me around. But something always has to fuck me around when I go shopping, so I eventually met my fuckery when I was loading the groceries into the car.
I like the smell of parking garages. As far back as I can remember, I have liked the smell of them. Specifically, I am talking about garages under buildings. I think my enjoyment of such smells started at my grandparents' place, which was in an apartment building.
We have made an effort to reduce waste and recycle as much as we can over the past decade or so. Decade? I honestly don't know how long, but I chose decade because it's been more than several and less than my entire life. We definitely didn't recycle anything when I was young.
Okay, I think it's time for Part 2 of the latest step-by-step progression of a new shirt design. I haven't worked on the semi truck graphic for a couple weeks, but I do have enough of it completed at this point that I am able to show you some more progress. Click for Part 1 here.
February is typically a slow month for excitement, as the weather is generally cold and the warmer spring season is still several weeks away. This past Saturday's Farmers Market was pretty dull, which contributes to the whole sour feeling of not wanting to bother at all.
How do t-shirts relate to ice racing? Hmm. Well, our latest design features a couple of ice racers. Also, I assume the ice racers at the race would be wearing t-shirts under all their winter gear, though I'm not sure. Oh, and the fact that we tried selling our shirts at an ice racing event!