for those who don’t know, these are the lunch ladies from my old high school; faces that i saw nearly every day for years. it’s good to see something nice happen to people who’ve worked so hard for so long; life shouldn’t only be easy for the lucky punks like me.
Author: Aaron Hoffmann
I've a deep passion for solving problems, be they digital or physical, UX or UI, product or brand, or some impossible Tetris stack. Data-driven design philosophy; data-backed decisions are the most logical and defendable. I lead by example, choosing my roles based on team chemistry, ability to exercise my broad skillset, and opportunity to make a positive change in the world. I speak Geek and Japanese and would be delighted to explain the most unusual sushi I've ever eaten.
vertigo
precursor to a painting:
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the bow that binds them
in response to someone:
new and tired experiences
these bleeding bugs have got to go! you likely know the type: ladybug impostors–orange, not red; some with spots, many with few or none; and they reek like dust on steroids–scummy bastards. as if that weren’t enough, they seem to have formed an alliance of sorts with these box elder bugs to accumulate and conspire to annoy the human existence.
i’ve been having this unrelenting urge to visit the various clothing shoppes in search for new additions; i’m sure some of you know the feeling–of your closet seeming more stale everyday. not that i’m looking for a new wardrobe; just a breath of fresh air. but i really dislike shopping alone, and for the life of me, i can’t find anyone to join me–be it conflict of schedule or their general disinterest–i will probably never know the difference…guess i’ll have to do without, or swallow this pride and go it solo.
such a gorgeous weekend; i’m hoping to have a few things accomplished by the end of it. car wash (or two), winter vehicle secured, laundry completed, and sorting through my old desk accoutrements…hoping to find something to add to my desk.
yes, in case you haven’t heard, i’ve been offered (and have accepted) a full-time position at best buy advertising, as opposed to the freelance status i’ve held there for the past 2 weeks, and am i ever excited!
i do have a poem, written yesterday; i’ll try to get it posted this afternoon sometime. it’s so nice that i might spend a good deal of the afternoon outdoors again and write another
listening to:
Everything to Everyone
Barenaked Ladies
lost time and databases
the week has gone by rather quickly! i’ve managed to keep myself busy with work, and although i didn’t reap any overtime, my time still found a way to slip out from beneath me. and now here i am, saturday morning, about ready to indulge my ninja turtle fancy again.
if anyone noticed the aquafarium was down for a few hours last night, it was because i was updating the computer and server software, and ran into a few problems. in fact, i thought i’d accidentally deleted the database housing the forium..and boy was i frightened! but suddenly, it all reappeared. thank god!
time for ninja turtles! i’ll write later…
physical shortcomings
thank god the weather is pleasant this weekend, today especially. what a shitty weekend to have to deal with gloomy weather; i’m sure it would only amplify the depressing realities which wrap around one’s eyes like such expensive eyewear. although i’m on the brink of gaining a job i’ve sought for years, it seems i’ve lost or will soon be losing everything else which is meaningful. grin and bear it, keep ya head up. easy advice to give once past the hardship!
i am seriously and actively seeking an appropriate winter replacement for the z. i have gotten no response from the dealership which sold me an ill-equipped car, but at the same time, i would rather drive something ‘disposable’ than ruin the z in any fashion during the winter months! plus, for anyone who knows my retentiveness with automobile sanitation, i would feel much better not seeing it all scuffed by salts and other winter cruelties. ideal replacements so far are suv/truck types, preferably those with 4×4 capabilities.
a real sense of loss, and the helplessness therein caused by forces beyond one’s control; someone else’s fickle fancies:
listening to:
The Beatles 1
The Beatles