Wednesday, April 21

I like Itunes. Used to, you'd need a mac to run this media player, but not anymore. I got it the first day it came out on PC. That was a good while back actually. Sofar I've only browsed the "Music Store," where you can download almost anything you can think of. A dollar per song. DeAnja would kill me. I only browse.

Here is a screenshot of all my illegal downloads and CD rips, arranged by playcount.
Looking at this list, you may draw several conclusions. All of them will insult my manhood.




Music is a good thing for me. I'll go a week without listening to anything at work, followed by two weeks of solid headphone time. It's a cycliclicliclical kind of thing.

By the way, if you're thinking of going to school and spending 4 years of your life to be "qualified" to do something, make sure that you like doing it. I like what I do, but there are many days when the weather is nice outside and I wish I were out there doing something active. Some kind of labor in the sun. I miss it. I think people need it. I do.

Sunday, April 18

I have concluded, yes I have surmised, despite living in a closet sized apartment and owning two cars of a combined value of $5,000, that my wife and I are still living ¼ beyond our means. We’re not lazy, well she isn’t. What gives?

Today, my lady taught me how to keep calling the OneBank customer support center until we found an agreeable representative; one who was sympathetic to our cause. We had demands. Well, I guess they were more like requests. Repeated ones.

Mom and dad and Corey are selling the house and moving into a rent-house on Lake Hamilton. It has a dock. Corey will keep his boat docked on the dock. Myself and DeAnja will visit most frequently, because we’re broke and vacations are for people who aren’t.

Tuesday, April 13

Not a whole lot of posting going on here lately. I'm doing alot of things with my photography lately. Thats about it.

Nothing really much to say. Before I worked full time, I spent alot of my spare time on the computer doing graphical/web things. Now I do those things, have some degree of fun with those things, at work, and avoid computers like the plague when i'm at home.

If you asked me when I graduated: "Drew, if you could work anywhere in Little Rock, where would you go?"
I would've said: Forza Marketing Group.

I was attracted by the attitude. The attitude and the work environment. Around graduation I sent them my my interactive porfolio on a cd. I would've gladly been a "go get me some coffee" guy just to be there and gain the experience.

I ended up finding a better job for who I now know are even better people. Forza went under. Now the company I work for is moving in Forza's crazy space on the fifth floor of the Commerce building. It overlooks the rivermarket.

I will overlook the rivermarket. Crazy huh?

It is surely the coolest environment I have ever, and will ever work in, unless someday I manage to work full-time from a laptop onboard an Alaskan ferry. Seriously.

We're talking anti-cube here folks.

A Communication Arts magazine said it this way, about someplace else but it still applies to what I'm talking about:

The difficult part was subdividing the space. It has to work functionally, and at the same time it has to offer space for fun and a little bit of play. Some people are concerned with the return on each square foot. But if it's about making it comfortable, natural and energetic for your team, then we believe that we do get the return; it's jut not as tangible.

Having drop-dead gorgeous, private, windowed offices makes it a lot easier to recruit the kinds of superstars that produce ten times as much as the merely brilliant software developers. If I have to compete at New York salaries against Bangalore salaries, I'm going to need those superstars, so when people come in for an interview, I need to see jaws on the floor. It's about drama.
Hey, this is my job; this is where I spend my days; it's my time away from my friends and family. It better be nice.



We're talking riding my bike over to the the farmers market, walking down the street for beers at the Flying Saucer.

It isn't something I deserve at this point in my graphic design career.
But I'll certainly take it.