Ok. So far I have a design for the business card which I dont mind, but am still working on it. Theres just something about it I am unsure of. Begun some sketches and Ideas for the brochure. I got an A4 page out of my book and folded it like a brochure so I could get an idea of how I may want it to look.
In Illustrator have done various designs for a letter head which I intend to show the client. Also done a design for a Tax invoice. The colours I have used so far are mostly Orange, Grey, Black and White. Most of the Type is Century Gothic.
Thursday, June 21, 2007
Roaring Rants: Road Rage!
Ok I hope I dont do too many of these, but sometimes dont you just feel the urge to rant, or lets face it, bitch about something?
Anyway my roaring rant is something that has kind of been brewing in me since... well a while know. Not long after I got my Ps actually. You see on the drive to Tafe today I found myself yelling at the morons who actually think they are good drivers and should therefore inherit the road. NO! you all suck!
Today it was raining and did this make people want to slow down? No. It didnt. You see this is what annoy's me. Being a P plate driver I constantly hear of how "bad" our driving is. That we speed, and are wreckless. Things like that. And yes, im not saying that there arent P platers out there like that, im sure there are many. But what really pisses me off is the people accusing them and constantly shaking their heads at them are just as bad. Sometimes worse.
You see the Government is bringing in these new laws for P plate drivers as of July 1st I do believe. These dont bother me. I understand why the are going to be there. No the only thing that bothers me is the law of any P plate driver cought speeding will automatically loose their licence.
Now im not saying this bothers me because I speed, because I dont. No what really bothers me is when im a P plate driver who is doing the sped limit and I get full licenced drivers pass me. And why are they passing me? Because they are speeding! Fucken Hypocrites I say! How dare this majority shake thier heads at us when they are just as bad.
I reckon that this new law should be extended to full licenced drivers aswell. If they speed take the licence of them too! No warnings. Why should we just get ours taken off us, when these full licence drivers speed just as much, and do not recieve such a high penalty?
Oh and while im hear, another thing pissed me off the other day. School zone times, so 40kmph right? So thats what I was doing, 40, when this 4 wheel drive decided to sit right up my arse! I looked in the rear view mirror and saw a school kid in the car with them.
When I got to out the front of Kooringal Public school I changed lanes, and the car speed off. Far out! I though. How dumb can you be?! You had a school kid in the car, how can you be so naive? You can tell that this is the type of parent who would be up in arms if their kid ever got hit crossing the road at their school because a car didnt follow the school zone speed limit.
Like I said, Hypocrites.
Anyway my roaring rant is something that has kind of been brewing in me since... well a while know. Not long after I got my Ps actually. You see on the drive to Tafe today I found myself yelling at the morons who actually think they are good drivers and should therefore inherit the road. NO! you all suck!
Today it was raining and did this make people want to slow down? No. It didnt. You see this is what annoy's me. Being a P plate driver I constantly hear of how "bad" our driving is. That we speed, and are wreckless. Things like that. And yes, im not saying that there arent P platers out there like that, im sure there are many. But what really pisses me off is the people accusing them and constantly shaking their heads at them are just as bad. Sometimes worse.
You see the Government is bringing in these new laws for P plate drivers as of July 1st I do believe. These dont bother me. I understand why the are going to be there. No the only thing that bothers me is the law of any P plate driver cought speeding will automatically loose their licence.
Now im not saying this bothers me because I speed, because I dont. No what really bothers me is when im a P plate driver who is doing the sped limit and I get full licenced drivers pass me. And why are they passing me? Because they are speeding! Fucken Hypocrites I say! How dare this majority shake thier heads at us when they are just as bad.
I reckon that this new law should be extended to full licenced drivers aswell. If they speed take the licence of them too! No warnings. Why should we just get ours taken off us, when these full licence drivers speed just as much, and do not recieve such a high penalty?
Oh and while im hear, another thing pissed me off the other day. School zone times, so 40kmph right? So thats what I was doing, 40, when this 4 wheel drive decided to sit right up my arse! I looked in the rear view mirror and saw a school kid in the car with them.
When I got to out the front of Kooringal Public school I changed lanes, and the car speed off. Far out! I though. How dumb can you be?! You had a school kid in the car, how can you be so naive? You can tell that this is the type of parent who would be up in arms if their kid ever got hit crossing the road at their school because a car didnt follow the school zone speed limit.
Like I said, Hypocrites.
Monday, June 18, 2007
Give me some Skynyrd! / You made out with my friend!
Ok, Starnge title, I know. And I know your all thinking Lachlans on the drugs, (and for those of you who dont know me... that was a joke. Because I know your sitting there thinking, "oh my, this person was on drugs, then wasnt, but now is back on them and - " NO. your wrong. Remember kids, drugs are bad. Except the ones that make your headaches go away).
Anyway from that small piece of pointlessness comes this blog of Random that are to in someway sum up the events of a Friday evening I had. Last Friday. And oh I know that the formations of type on a computer screen can never really live up to actually living the events, but you will just have to use your imagination.
It all began with a fairwell party to be held in honour of someone I work with because - you guessed it! He is leaving. So this particular function was to be held at Romano's a local Pub and hotel. They, being the people who organised the fairwell, had hired out a private room upstairs. I know "Private Room" sounds a bit odd, but really, what else do you want me to call it?
I decided to go to said Fairwell after people had asked if I was going, and Trent said he would only go if I would. So I decided to go. The night cost me $10 before I even got there! (but its ok, I made it back on the Pokies). Anyway on that day i had agreed to attent the function little did I know how crazy and lolworthy the night was to become.
It started out normal, I met Trent at woolworths, and we then walked to Romano's. This was around 8.30ish and at that time not many had arrived. We went upstairs to the Private Room which consisted of a small dancefloor, some tables and chairs, food on some of those tables, and a small bar which unfortunatly for a female staff member, she was to stay at for the majority of the evening. Oh, and a Karaoke machine, which by the way I might of sung on if they had played Jonny B. Goode.
As the night went on people were getting drunker and the Karaoke machine was working hard with people huddled around it wanting their song to be next. All I wanted was Sweet Home Alabama. "Put on some Skynyrd!" I would shout. But did anyone listen? no.
So about halfway through the night, not expecting to see chicks I might fancy until I would go downstairs to the main bar, Shannon rocks up with some girls from Kooringal woolworths. One of which I kinda fancied. However nothing happened. I'll get to that in a little bit.
So there I was, I had just sat down, as Trent had gone to... Fuck knows where Trent went, lol. He was smashed. So there i was, sitting there, checking this chick out, thinking how I might go over and start talking t them, when she comes to me. Guess what she said? "You made out with my friend!".
WHAT?!
I pretty much said that to her? No I didnt I said. Yea you did, I saw you down the main street. You should talk to her. I tried to keep talking to this girl because, even though she mad no sence, lol, I was interested. She looked pretty and this kinda crazyness she had about her was a welcome change to the evening. So I tried to keep talking to her. And after about 2 hours, I dont think I ever got her real name. Oh and when she draged me over to go and visit her friend, who I had suposidly made out with, my name was to Mark. lol, wtf?
So yea it was kiinda fun to hang around these randoms because quite frankly, I didnt know what was going to happen next. But this girl, it became apparent that she was eyeing of well, I wont give names. So I left them alone to later discover she was infact 21, whilst the guy she fancied is only 17. lol. So when she told me that they had kissed, I asked her friends if she knew how old he really was. When they said no and I informed them that he was only 17, there was much laughter. I dont know what happened to them befre the night was out, because I left before everyone else.
But you know what was cool?! later that night I discovered her friend, was a Tarantino fan. She had the Pulp fiction soundtrack and everything. Plus she knew Rodriguez stuff. So I spent the last 10 minutes of my night out talking about Tarantino and Rodriguez films. It was cool. wish we had of started talking about it earlier.
Sorry this was such a huge post.
To sum up:
Fairwell Party
No sweet home alabama
Drunk Trent
Crazy, but fun Kooringal woolworths randoms
I apparently made out with someone I have never met down the main street as a guy named Mark
Won $10 on Pokies
Talking with random (sorry I cant remember their name) about Tarantino and Rodriguez.
lol, Crazy Fridays.
Anyway from that small piece of pointlessness comes this blog of Random that are to in someway sum up the events of a Friday evening I had. Last Friday. And oh I know that the formations of type on a computer screen can never really live up to actually living the events, but you will just have to use your imagination.
It all began with a fairwell party to be held in honour of someone I work with because - you guessed it! He is leaving. So this particular function was to be held at Romano's a local Pub and hotel. They, being the people who organised the fairwell, had hired out a private room upstairs. I know "Private Room" sounds a bit odd, but really, what else do you want me to call it?
I decided to go to said Fairwell after people had asked if I was going, and Trent said he would only go if I would. So I decided to go. The night cost me $10 before I even got there! (but its ok, I made it back on the Pokies). Anyway on that day i had agreed to attent the function little did I know how crazy and lolworthy the night was to become.
It started out normal, I met Trent at woolworths, and we then walked to Romano's. This was around 8.30ish and at that time not many had arrived. We went upstairs to the Private Room which consisted of a small dancefloor, some tables and chairs, food on some of those tables, and a small bar which unfortunatly for a female staff member, she was to stay at for the majority of the evening. Oh, and a Karaoke machine, which by the way I might of sung on if they had played Jonny B. Goode.
As the night went on people were getting drunker and the Karaoke machine was working hard with people huddled around it wanting their song to be next. All I wanted was Sweet Home Alabama. "Put on some Skynyrd!" I would shout. But did anyone listen? no.
So about halfway through the night, not expecting to see chicks I might fancy until I would go downstairs to the main bar, Shannon rocks up with some girls from Kooringal woolworths. One of which I kinda fancied. However nothing happened. I'll get to that in a little bit.
So there I was, I had just sat down, as Trent had gone to... Fuck knows where Trent went, lol. He was smashed. So there i was, sitting there, checking this chick out, thinking how I might go over and start talking t them, when she comes to me. Guess what she said? "You made out with my friend!".
WHAT?!
I pretty much said that to her? No I didnt I said. Yea you did, I saw you down the main street. You should talk to her. I tried to keep talking to this girl because, even though she mad no sence, lol, I was interested. She looked pretty and this kinda crazyness she had about her was a welcome change to the evening. So I tried to keep talking to her. And after about 2 hours, I dont think I ever got her real name. Oh and when she draged me over to go and visit her friend, who I had suposidly made out with, my name was to Mark. lol, wtf?
So yea it was kiinda fun to hang around these randoms because quite frankly, I didnt know what was going to happen next. But this girl, it became apparent that she was eyeing of well, I wont give names. So I left them alone to later discover she was infact 21, whilst the guy she fancied is only 17. lol. So when she told me that they had kissed, I asked her friends if she knew how old he really was. When they said no and I informed them that he was only 17, there was much laughter. I dont know what happened to them befre the night was out, because I left before everyone else.
But you know what was cool?! later that night I discovered her friend, was a Tarantino fan. She had the Pulp fiction soundtrack and everything. Plus she knew Rodriguez stuff. So I spent the last 10 minutes of my night out talking about Tarantino and Rodriguez films. It was cool. wish we had of started talking about it earlier.
Sorry this was such a huge post.
To sum up:
Fairwell Party
No sweet home alabama
Drunk Trent
Crazy, but fun Kooringal woolworths randoms
I apparently made out with someone I have never met down the main street as a guy named Mark
Won $10 on Pokies
Talking with random (sorry I cant remember their name) about Tarantino and Rodriguez.
lol, Crazy Fridays.
Thursday, June 14, 2007
Scrubs is the new Scrubs!
Alright, if you dont know me then you obviously dont know im a Scrubs fan. But I am. The title of this post is all to do with the release of Scrubs Season 5 on DVD, which I bought a week ago now and have finished already. Except for some of the special features.
And Why is Scrubs the new Scrubs? well you see it was like the be all and end all for me a while back. I watched it regularly and I quoted it and talked about it a fair bit. Anyway after a while other things came along, such as new Family Guy and whatever else appeared on TV or came out on DVD that was quote and talk worthy. So yes, Scrubs had left the scene for a while, but now its back. Like an old friend it returns to me giving me reasons to smile and laugh out loud.
Living with Elliot was certainly different, every inch of her apartment was filled with girly stuff. There were Lavender scented candles, pink robes, bath salts- It... was... awsome!
Whilst I'm talking about TV there's a few things I want to say. Actually I guess its more a beef I have with channel 9 or WIN television. Two and a Half Men, one of my other favourite shows. Where is it?! It came back, double episode on a Tuesday it was to be, and it came, but the week after it was gone again! that was nearly a month ago! Where is it?
Plus Ralph TV never came to Wagga, apparently 9 and WIN are different. Stupid system they have.
And Why is Scrubs the new Scrubs? well you see it was like the be all and end all for me a while back. I watched it regularly and I quoted it and talked about it a fair bit. Anyway after a while other things came along, such as new Family Guy and whatever else appeared on TV or came out on DVD that was quote and talk worthy. So yes, Scrubs had left the scene for a while, but now its back. Like an old friend it returns to me giving me reasons to smile and laugh out loud.
Living with Elliot was certainly different, every inch of her apartment was filled with girly stuff. There were Lavender scented candles, pink robes, bath salts- It... was... awsome!
Whilst I'm talking about TV there's a few things I want to say. Actually I guess its more a beef I have with channel 9 or WIN television. Two and a Half Men, one of my other favourite shows. Where is it?! It came back, double episode on a Tuesday it was to be, and it came, but the week after it was gone again! that was nearly a month ago! Where is it?
Plus Ralph TV never came to Wagga, apparently 9 and WIN are different. Stupid system they have.
Wednesday, June 13, 2007
Harry Nixon Electrical
Ok, so I should post on my progress on my client project. I will have to go and get my contract signed after a slight change. A logo design was confirmed after a meeting with the client showing them 4 different designs.
Also after discussing and showing some design ideas I have begun work on the business card.
Also after discussing and showing some design ideas I have begun work on the business card.
Wednesday, June 6, 2007
Thoughts and Aimless Ponderings Vol 3: Blast from the Past
Actually, a woman is more like a beer. They look good, they smell good. You'd step over your own mother just to get one! - Homer Simpson
Ok if you have been following along you may notice that I have quotes from various places to begin my rantings and ravings that are indeed some way relevent to the topic I am about to discuss. Girls. Or should I say women? Girl sounds a bit young. Alright, young women I guess.
Anyway this post has been brought upon because of a Girl I used to like. (funny thing is that it was years ago that I liked them. I mean im talking school, back when I was in year 9 which was in 2003). Anyway I saw them the other day (I actually havent spoken to them since year 9, and unfortunatly, I dont know if I will get to speak to her again). I was working and I happend to spot her, and I gotta tell you, after 4 years I still thought she looked good. I mean obviously she had grown up, and sometimes after a while you dont see the person you used to like the same way you did then. But I wanted to go and talk to her, because I thought she looked good.
Problem is that I cant talk to her. Of course being young and well lets face it, stupid (im now older, and stupid), our relationship, which was only a kind of friendship, didnt end well. Mainly because it just ended. She knew I liked her, and she just wanted to remain friends. I look back on it now and am aware that its my fault, I kinda stopped talking to her because I was, like I said young and stupid, and didnt really know how to handle my fellings. So I did the logical thing didnt I? I didnt talk to her.
So here I am now, 4 years later, and I saw her again. Its funny how something so minor can rekindle old feelings. I guess the reason I am writing about all this is I havent really had the best luck with women. For some reason, apparently im a real "cool", "sweet" "funny" and "nice" guy, but I havent found anyone yet who wants to be more than friends.
Back to the matter at hand though. This girl I saw. She has seen me at work before, I know because ive served her, and I often wonder if she recognises me. That if I was to just say her name, would she say mine back? Or would she just look at me strangly, wondering how I know her name? Because she has forgoten me, and i am just a memory that has fallen into a deep dark chasm of her mind and cannot be retrieved?
And if I ever do get the courage to say her name, and she does remember me, would she be willing to talk to me? or go out sometime if I asked?
I dont know, but since I saw her the other day I have been asking myself many questions. Most of which im sure will be unanswered.
I guess the only way I can really find out is to say her name next time I see her.
That might be a hard thing to do, but I guess at least then I'll know.
Ok if you have been following along you may notice that I have quotes from various places to begin my rantings and ravings that are indeed some way relevent to the topic I am about to discuss. Girls. Or should I say women? Girl sounds a bit young. Alright, young women I guess.
Anyway this post has been brought upon because of a Girl I used to like. (funny thing is that it was years ago that I liked them. I mean im talking school, back when I was in year 9 which was in 2003). Anyway I saw them the other day (I actually havent spoken to them since year 9, and unfortunatly, I dont know if I will get to speak to her again). I was working and I happend to spot her, and I gotta tell you, after 4 years I still thought she looked good. I mean obviously she had grown up, and sometimes after a while you dont see the person you used to like the same way you did then. But I wanted to go and talk to her, because I thought she looked good.
Problem is that I cant talk to her. Of course being young and well lets face it, stupid (im now older, and stupid), our relationship, which was only a kind of friendship, didnt end well. Mainly because it just ended. She knew I liked her, and she just wanted to remain friends. I look back on it now and am aware that its my fault, I kinda stopped talking to her because I was, like I said young and stupid, and didnt really know how to handle my fellings. So I did the logical thing didnt I? I didnt talk to her.
So here I am now, 4 years later, and I saw her again. Its funny how something so minor can rekindle old feelings. I guess the reason I am writing about all this is I havent really had the best luck with women. For some reason, apparently im a real "cool", "sweet" "funny" and "nice" guy, but I havent found anyone yet who wants to be more than friends.
Back to the matter at hand though. This girl I saw. She has seen me at work before, I know because ive served her, and I often wonder if she recognises me. That if I was to just say her name, would she say mine back? Or would she just look at me strangly, wondering how I know her name? Because she has forgoten me, and i am just a memory that has fallen into a deep dark chasm of her mind and cannot be retrieved?
And if I ever do get the courage to say her name, and she does remember me, would she be willing to talk to me? or go out sometime if I asked?
I dont know, but since I saw her the other day I have been asking myself many questions. Most of which im sure will be unanswered.
I guess the only way I can really find out is to say her name next time I see her.
That might be a hard thing to do, but I guess at least then I'll know.
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