News, well, not really. Work has been workful. I've become quite good at the half-truths, promises, and assurances that make up a Help Desk Person's stock-in-trade. I've been showing off my old Insprite cartoons to my workmates, to rave reviews and requests for more to be made. My shirt business has exploded; after making a pacman shirt for Craig and a quintet of "If Guy Doesn't Care, I Don't Care" shirts for various other people, I've been inundated with orders. Most noiseful has been one workmate who wants shirts for a friend's skateboard company, and his own tattooing company (like 100 at a pop) plus he wants to be the go between for all his friends in the tattooing and biker areas of the city (of twhich I'm happy to leave to him). He's also made noise about getting me to join up with some of his wife's friends who also do this (an idea I'm not happy about) and importing shirts from China (I get mine from Australia, as cheap as you could ask for). I'll belive it when I see it. Until then, I'm happy for him to plan like crazy. Then band is progressing well, though we've lost our original name of Poweranimal (as some other band signed to a label with that exact name) and have temporarily settled on Zombie Rhythm Section. We've got 10 sort-of songs put together, but with no lyrics yet (Sarah says Ted and I are machines. I was tempted to yell back "I'm not a droid!"). So yeah. progress. Tanja and I are planning a Hunter Valley trip in early December, and a move whenever we can find a decent place that will let us have Magrat.
Oh, yeah, and one more thing...
*is hit in face with custard pie by Harpo Marx-like figure*
2 comments:
My response to most of your news items that do not involve the band can be summed up with the following:
!!!
Or:
Cool!
Oh, and you are a droid. Drum machines are droids.
Nyah.
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