Last week, I was asked to join the staff of writers for BE A DESIGN GROUP, a graphic design collaborative that aims to get discussion going on topics in and around design. Look at the roster of authors; its clear the only reason I'm there is to provide comic relief. I'm the class clown, the goofball. I don't belong as an intellectual. Sure, I graduated from Creighton with a Bachelor's Degree in Journalism. But arguing things intellectually is not my bag. Making smart ass comments and getting laughs IS. So I imagine that's what role I shall play for them.
Now, to spread my comedy and stories to a wider audience, I had to make certain concessions, i.e., I had to sell out. Dilute my product for a mainstream audience. No swearing. No nudity. No questionable content. Basically, no fun. :)
It's worth it. There's some real serious articles there, so my job is important. Look for new stuff from me once a week. The first post can be found here, or, for this time only, after the jump:
Musuem Of The Handwritten Sign
Apparently this guy (I think a dude did this site -- my sincerest apologies if it turns out to be a dudette author) really loves handwritten signs. Me, I get a kick out one at least bi-monthly. 'Course, that could be 'cos of the handwritten kick me sign on my back. What?
I digress. Anyhoo, some people have such super handwriting, its simply stunning. And then there's me...
The real question is, does this "Museum Of Handwritten Signs" really exist? The little alien guy in my stomach says no, and he's usually right. So I'm saying no. Doesn't mean the online museum can't help us to murder some minutes in the middle of the afternoon!!
Some signs have been awesomed. Some have stellarly bad kerning. Others have enough issues with leading that they need to go see Dr. Seaver (the dad on Growing Pains -- you'll recall, he's a psychiatrist). And some have a combo meal of all three.
Here's one final question: how many words in that last paragraph don't actually exist? I could change 'em but where's the fun in that? Game on.
You'll have to go to BE A DESIGN GROUP to see my future posts. Don't worry, my incessent rambling incoherently about nothing complicated or interesting will continue. Same Tom-time, Same Tom-Channel!