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Catharsis

jWiltshire — Mon, 03 Mar 2008 05:48:36 +0000

Okay, it’s confession time:

It’s a hard thing to admit to. But I have a problem. I cannot let fonts go. I’ve gone through my typeface collection many a time to clear out the cruft. But a lot of it I just can’t bring myself to delete. There’s always the thought, “But what if some time I’m working on a project, and I just need GM Londinium Ornaments or Celtic Lion AOE or even Hobo STD (quite possibly the worst name for a font ever). There’s going to be a time when I need something to look old western-y/medieval/mid 70′s retro and I just won’t have the right font. Of course, none of these times have ever really come up, but that doesn’t stop me from deleting them from my hard drive. Maybe I just have issues with letting go.

I read an interview with a designer once who said that when he first started out, he forced himself to only use a core set of about 10 or so type families. That way he would have no choice but to use those font faces for all they were worth to get what he needed out of them. Perhaps this is an experiment I need to try. But getting started, taking the first step, that is what I can’t do. Perhaps some day, but not now…

Best Idea EVAR

jWiltshire — Sun, 11 Mar 2007 17:55:11 +0000

From the makers of the Beerbelly, the 80oz bag of booze you can wear under your shirt disguised as an extra layer of fat, comes the Winerack. Instead of making your lady look like she has a huge grampa gut, she can go from an A cup to a D cup instantly, all the while transporting your precious supply of liquid euphoria. This bold new product is still in development, but soon you will be able to take your lady to the ballpark and enjoy with her a game and some boozing. Alternatively, you can go to the game with the biggest set of man-titties they’ve ever seen. Your choice.

Unfortunately, there’s no word yet whether or not you can drink your beer straight from the nipples. That would fully rock.

What I Did at Work Today

jWiltshire — Tue, 09 Jan 2007 17:17:55 +0000

It’s been mentioned before, at work, I usually work in the “Stag Bar”. Basically, the men’s locker room. But it’s much more swank than it sounds. The locker room has a fully-stocked bar, food service, carpet, and almost a dozen tvs. The downside is, old men have no shame, so I get to see a lot of old mens’ balls during a week of work. I thought I would honor the lowly HCC Stag Bar barman by creating a sort of crest for us. It’s an idea I’ve had for a while, consisting mostly of sketches drawn on bar napkins, but thanks to the magic of Adobe Illustrator, I finally got around to doing it.

This one’s for you, guys.