These are not my beautiful feet!
This weekend I bought a pair of what I call "normal-person shoes." They're just regular grey and black sneakers. If you know me then you know I almost always wear black boots of some sort. For some reason over the weekend I felt I should own at least one pair of normal person shoes. And then I bought some, how about that!
So right now I'm here at my marvelous day-job, the Number Mill. Every time I look down I think I'm looking at somebody else's feet. It's a pretty strange feeling. I've been admiring my shoes the way a bird looks at itself
in a mirror ("Hey, it's another bird!"). I feel like I should be carrying a laptop to the nearest Starbucks....if
I owned a laptop....or drank coffee.
In other news, I've been working on a design for a Pope & Pig shirt. It's an old image you may have seen before,
but I'm remaking it in Illustrator (for the modern times, ya know).
So right now I'm here at my marvelous day-job, the Number Mill. Every time I look down I think I'm looking at somebody else's feet. It's a pretty strange feeling. I've been admiring my shoes the way a bird looks at itself
in a mirror ("Hey, it's another bird!"). I feel like I should be carrying a laptop to the nearest Starbucks....if
I owned a laptop....or drank coffee.
In other news, I've been working on a design for a Pope & Pig shirt. It's an old image you may have seen before,
but I'm remaking it in Illustrator (for the modern times, ya know).