I Hate My Generation.

I Hate My Generation.

It’s been a gap of time since my last post, and boy are my arms tired. It is election day, so the wife and I made our way to the High School gym to cast our votes. We did our parts! Nice.

Things have been going a little better than before. I’ve actually found a few freelance jobs that actually are paying gigs and not some sort of scam. Scams, man. They’re the worst. I also broke down and made the decision to get a new computer. The old one was having quite a few issues and was getting slower and slower, sort of like me, but I can always upgrade computers. Maybe one day we can upgrade Gingers too.

I’ve been doing some non-computery things too. I whipped up some linocut action and am looking forward to doing more as my lovely wife, in the voice of Borat, got me a bunch of blank pieces to do with as I see fit.

I also have done some personal illustration work. See, I made this Tony Soprano’s themed thing.

I’m working on getting the vectorized offering dialed in. I’m not sure if I’ll be able to make the most of this for the upcoming holidays. Thems the breaks, right?

Well, that’s about all that I can think of to bore you with at this moment. Until next time, COURAGE.