Grand Rapids....come for the churches, stay for the Nascar and Deer Hunting.
Thursday, October 20, 2005
WTF
These are the boxes that hold all of the materials for design jobs I'm working on:
Yep...it's a real cluster.
When the boxes get that way, which happens at least a few times a year, I take this little orange cone and put it on my desk, facing out.
And then, I wear this hat:
Seriously....I do. I've always felt that a good camo hat really screams "I'm a sensitive renaissance man."
and since I'm in the pic posting mood...those of you who have been on this blog before may have read a post about a turkey that lived in our neighborhood. Seems like he knows how to treat the ladies cause he's back this year with 3 lovely ladies in his harem. Here's a couple of em in front of the neighbors porch.
A sexy woman went up to the bar in a quiet rural pub...She gestured alluringly to the bartender who approached her immediately. She seductively signaled that he should bring his face closer to hers.As he did, she gently caressed his full beard. "Are you the manager?" she asked, softly stroking his face with both hands."Actually, no," he replied. "Can you get him for me? I need to speak to him," she said, running her hands beyond his beard and into his hair. "I'm afraid I can't," breathed the bartender. "Is there anything I can do?" "Yes. I need for you to give him a message," she continued, running her forefinger across the bartender's lips and slyly popping a couple of her fingers into his mouth and allowing him to suck them gently. "What should I tell him?" the bartender managed to say. "Tell him," she whispered, "there's no toilet paper, hand soap, or paper towels in the ladies room."
Name: Jonathan Home: Grand Rapids, Michigan, United States About Me: Just a guy who trying to eek out a living as a graphic designer in SW Michigan. See my complete profile
Name: Jonathan
