Observations?

So today I went to Chick-fil-a, or however the hell you spell it, for lunch and noticed something. To most people any nametag, from wherever you work, especially if its NOT where you are, means you must work there.

My nametag is all black, with a big red check mark on it(pretty easy to discern where I work since the name of the company is on it as well). Apparently add a tie and dress shirt to that and I become a chick-fil-a employee when an "tenured adult" asked me where we keep the sweet and sour sauce is kept or if "we" carried any at all. Which I told her we don't have any out in the lobby and to ask a cashier for some, which she did and got her beloved condiments.

I guess what I'm putting out there is either most people just aren't aware of there surroundings, or too selfish to care.

Throw on a nametag, tie, and button down and try it out, I bet I'm right...

It's Been Awhile...

Well what's been going on?! Not a whole hell of alot apparently!!! To be honest I've been trying to regain that creative fire I lost last October when all my work from the last 5 years shit the bed in my hard drive crash. I've been dabbling with a few different things, such as the Lil Spudmunkey Steve shown here made from a Kid Robot "Munny" customizable vinyl blank. All in all I think he turned out pretty damn skippy! I've also been slowly getting started with my shit for the Pittsburgh Comic Con at the end of April. I'll definitely have a few prints, some buttons, and a sketchbook together for the event.

So far I think we'll be in a prime location, table S104, so look for us.

More as it hits!

-Oh I've also been making lil foil animals after most meals from our local Moe's Southwest Grill, hit my MySpace to see'm ;)