Z is for Zombie

Today when I was at work I was searching for some design samples for an ad idea I was working on. While doing so, I came across something completely unrelated called "The Politically Incorrect Alphabet." The designer of the alphabet is married to an elementary school teacher. He had been spending a fair amount of his time in the classroom sitting on undersized chairs and admiring the alphabet charts plastered on the walls when he had this thought:

"It occurred to me that 'I' for Indian, one I remember from my childhood, has been replaced as it is no longer politically correct to refer to native/first/indigenous Americans as Indians."

"Lacking any tact or decency, I therefore determined to create an alphabet using only subjects that, while they might have been unremarked a few decades ago, are now outside acceptable usage. But only just."

Being a fan/supporter of the undead, I posted my favorite of the collection.

Take a look if you're in the mood for a laugh. Warning: a few of these might be a little offensive (it's not called politically incorrect for nothing).

http://better-together.co.uk/index.html

Midnight musings...

So here's my dilemma... Lydia went to bed at 10:00 and I stayed up for two reasons. One, I was playing a video game and having a pretty good time. Two, I was waiting for my friend/co-worker to post a design sample in our online project-based "campfire" chatroom so we could talk about it. Well, after he posted and we discussed it for awhile, I realized it was getting quite late. I thought to myself, self, you should really should go to bed... but then my thoughts turned to a promise I made to Lydia around 7:25PM. I told her I would be happy to do the dishes. Before she went to bed, she reminded me of the current state of the dishes (still very much not done). I assured her I would do them before I came to bed. But now, I find myself still not wanting to do the dishes, but not wanting to disappoint Lydia by not doing them. Thus, I am still awake and looking for ways to procrastinate the inevitable. Not sleeping, not doing dishes, not doing anything...

My advice to myself, self, stop blogging and go do the dishes so you can go to bed. Okay, great idea!

A dog named Zeus.

Well, I've literally written 3 introductions to his blog entry, and can't decide which one to use. So I'm just going to post all of them and you'll have to decide which one you like best:

1) Lydia and I were talking about how attractive we think our puppy is. We thought about entering him into a dog show, but then suddenly out of nowhere the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles crashed through our window! Leonardo looked at me and said, "....

2) I love my puppy! Would you just look into those eyes? Yes... that's it... look a little closer. Good. You are now under my control...

3) Forgive my bias, but I think Zeus might literally be the best dog in the world. In fact, just the other day as I was feeding him another (more inferior) dog for brunch, I asked him why...

Okay, actually only one of those introductions started as what i thought might be a somewhat normal entry, but i'm obviously not in a normal mood.

Anyway, I hope you all like the pictures! We just got some new batteries for the camera so you don't have to look at pictures of purple carrots or old artwork assignments anymore (not that there's anything wrong with that). Enjoy!