For the past couple of days I have been helping out over at EVB with some production work they needed help with. And I ain’t gonna lie, going in to an office like that again, being around creative people again, has been really kick ass. Going there for even this short while brought to surface and solidified my desires surrounding my career. I know that I want to work for a creative shop. No more of these HUGE corporate environments where I’m the only person on a Mac and the only person who knows what “4-color process” means.
Another item on my list of things to finish over the next few days (or hours, hopefully) is finalizing the outline to an article I’m writing for Macromedia on the Flash drawing tools. This is my first paid writing gig. I hope that I don’t suck. Please God, don’t let me suck.
I might be heading to DC for a few weeks in a few weeks to help out at a design shop there who is swamped due to the upcoming election. It could be a great time to see everyone again all the while getting paid to do so. Plus, I’d get to kick about with my pal, Soung. She’s the Art Director of the busy firm. My only reason for not jumping up and down for joy over this prospect is I really hate being away from The Beaner for longer than like, 2 hours. It makes my tummy upset. But I suppose if the money’s right, I’d be dumb to pass it up. I just love the little guy, and thoroughly enjoy falling asleep next to him every night. To think I spent 27 years having not done so.
Last night we rented Kill Bill Vol. 2 finally. We rented it on VHS – which should prove how badly we wanted to see it. The eyeball scene was gross but hysterical. Both Kill Bill movies were entirely entertaining. I should probably try and own them.
Today, I’m cleaning up around the homestead, preparing our place for this evening’s much anticipated arrival of my parents. We have a weekend planned filled with driving around and looking at ancient trees, eating fatty foods served from piers, visiting rocky shorelines, and attending a 2.5 hour evening tour of Alcatraz – which I haven’t ever been to. Actually, I don’t think any of us have.