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I have a piece of advice for you: go buy honey mustard pringles. They're amazing. Then again, I like salt and vinegar pringles, so maybe I'm not the best judge of taste.
Did you know it's the 100th anniversary of the Lincoln penny? I learned that from a book I designed the other day. It was a pretty interesting book. Historical fiction, basically, about a penny minted in 1909, which a boy got for his mom after finding out she was the daughter of Abe and Mary Todd's only child to survive into adulthood. Basically it then goes on, chapter to chapter, about the many hands this penny has changed through.
Speaking of my job, I worked on a book today that I'm thoroughly convinced caused my eyes to melt out of my head. See, it's a teacher's manual for a student workbook which I also did the layout for, the latter having caused me to hemmorhage internally for a week because it was such a frustrating layout. Why? Because the ONE HUNDRED IMAGES to be inserted were all contained within a Word document, so I had to extract them, save them, and then insert them into the layout. That in and of itself was irritating, but then since it was a workbook there were number lists and bullet lists on literally every page. Have I mentioned I hate workbooks? I digress, back to the teacher's manual, which was equally frustrating in all the aforementioned aspects, but there is the addition of having to add in the underlines to the answer sheets because our document cleaner takes underlines out.
Don't get me wrong, I really do love my job, but every once in awhile there's books like that which make me want to perform violent acts upon myself. One reason I love my job is that we have random things we do for fun, like yesterday we were asked to make playlists. In my response e-mail, I said "you will only have yourself to blame when I play A-ha." Which I did. As well as 3 other one-hit wonder pop staples of the '80s. And everyone felt mine was the best playlist.
In the words of Kevin Spacey, I rule.
Who else rules? Liz. Because she bought a Wii with our tax refund. I didn't see it until like... 6:30 or so when I went into the second bedroom to chase a cat, and there it was sitting on the floor. With Mario Kart. SERIOUSLY, my wife is so much cooler than yours.
That's about all I have to say about that.
Did you know it's the 100th anniversary of the Lincoln penny? I learned that from a book I designed the other day. It was a pretty interesting book. Historical fiction, basically, about a penny minted in 1909, which a boy got for his mom after finding out she was the daughter of Abe and Mary Todd's only child to survive into adulthood. Basically it then goes on, chapter to chapter, about the many hands this penny has changed through.
Speaking of my job, I worked on a book today that I'm thoroughly convinced caused my eyes to melt out of my head. See, it's a teacher's manual for a student workbook which I also did the layout for, the latter having caused me to hemmorhage internally for a week because it was such a frustrating layout. Why? Because the ONE HUNDRED IMAGES to be inserted were all contained within a Word document, so I had to extract them, save them, and then insert them into the layout. That in and of itself was irritating, but then since it was a workbook there were number lists and bullet lists on literally every page. Have I mentioned I hate workbooks? I digress, back to the teacher's manual, which was equally frustrating in all the aforementioned aspects, but there is the addition of having to add in the underlines to the answer sheets because our document cleaner takes underlines out.
Don't get me wrong, I really do love my job, but every once in awhile there's books like that which make me want to perform violent acts upon myself. One reason I love my job is that we have random things we do for fun, like yesterday we were asked to make playlists. In my response e-mail, I said "you will only have yourself to blame when I play A-ha." Which I did. As well as 3 other one-hit wonder pop staples of the '80s. And everyone felt mine was the best playlist.
In the words of Kevin Spacey, I rule.
Who else rules? Liz. Because she bought a Wii with our tax refund. I didn't see it until like... 6:30 or so when I went into the second bedroom to chase a cat, and there it was sitting on the floor. With Mario Kart. SERIOUSLY, my wife is so much cooler than yours.
That's about all I have to say about that.
