The Walking Typo

2008-05-15T14:11:00.001-07:00

so i know class is over for me and all - i am kinda bummed i wont get to see all the finished booklets - but i just wanted to announce that i am officially a mrs. the party is sunday, but today we did the courthouse thing and its official. whoo!

2008-05-10T18:46:00.000-07:00

so i tried to publish, but the computer said no. so let me try something different.... let's see if this one works. i have adequately procrastinated enough. here's another god qoute "it was nice seeing you. other than that earlier buisness with my testicles" lol

words

2008-05-05T20:43:00.000-07:00

i was trying to think of my favorite words and was amused to find they're all rather simple. ornery, for instance. or sticky. gonig down the list i notice that i like gutteral words. words that make your body react; for instance, i cannot say the word monkey without smiling. words that taste like they sound. sticky, for example, makes your tongue stick ever so slightly to the roof of your mouth.

i just found it interesting... im always the girl in jeans and a t-shirt. or, more likely, pajamas. i like my words like i like my clothes. simple, clean, effective, and - if possible - a little silly.

christmas

2008-05-04T20:49:00.000-07:00

i love christmas crap. i know in class we were talking about the line between bad christmas stuff and tasteful christmas stuff and i just have to say that i love christmas cheese. the cheesier the better, i say. we aren't christian, we just love christmas, so we don't do alot of the religious decorations but man, i've mad up for it with just as many tacky snowmen as i can get my hands on! and i have the bad habit of leaving peices out all year. im sitting here right now looking at a snowglobe. i thought i had packed it away... i got my first lawn ornaments last year. candy-canes that light up and a snowman that lights up. and 5 strings of lights. i love christmas lights. i hang them in the house too. i wont even look at the energy bill. but surprisingly, we dont do alot of the traditional movies. i dont like its a wonderful life. we watch WE'RE NO ANGELS with humphrey bogart. we watch it every year. its hilarious. there's nothing like bogart in a pink apron to get you rolling.... i love movies from back then. everything was so subtle. delicious. recently we watched leatherheads, with clooney, and it brought a bunch of that. i can never remember the names of any of the movies, but i love them all. the women were such undeniable flirts and the men weren't any better. but i'll take that kind of atmosphere any day. god. from christmas ornaments to cary grant. i must be tired. TO CATCH A THEIF is a great movie, though. give me a good comedy anyday. "i'm looking for corny in my life." god bless the corn and god bless the cheese :P

2008-05-02T17:07:00.000-07:00

muahaha the end is in sight! muahaha! finals on the 14th, married on the 15th, wedding on the 18th. but most importantly - the end is in sight! i wish i had something more important to say, but i dont. and i cant decide what i want my collection peice to be. my whole house is a bit of a collection. paintings, glass, throws, dvds, books, picture frames... anything that i think looks neat. when i was younger and i collaged it was worse - doorknobs, peices of broken glass, toys - so i just cant decide...

2008-04-30T12:23:00.001-07:00

i love my flash project. its awfully silly, but i dont care. i just hope the profs like it. its only taken 3.4 of the semester, but i finally feel like ive got my head around the workload. its an odd sensation. my other class, not so much so. i think maybe im working so hard to keep this class going that im not doing as well in the other. i feel like ive progressed, and i feel like what im doing now is definately better than the beginning of the semester. both in terms of concept and design, but i dont know. it never seems to be enough. im not whining, dammit. im just observing. honest. i mean, if i have to take a class over then i have to. it just seems weird that im doing ok in words and images but i cant get my head around fucking typography. but thems the ropes i guess. hopefully if i can do my revisions and submit them that will bring me back up to where i need to be. ive never done poorly in a class before - well, other than geometry. im simply not used to it.

class

2008-04-26T20:42:00.000-07:00

maybe it was the two smoothies but today was especially entertaining. and i think my project went fairly well. lots to fix,but nothing crazy. the size, mostly. :) we went and bought a new car today. its tim's, but my name is on it. i feel all grown up. ive never had my name on a car before. im not sure how i feel about this yet. i'm feeling fairly confident about class, however. the magazine will be a few hours, and then there's the howto. my roughdraft looked like shit because my printer was out of black ink, but its still pretty far along. now if i can just deal with this flash nonsense. im using a different program - sony something or other - but it looks like its set up basically the same way. i hope, anyhow. although at this point really, what does a few more sleepness nights matter? insomnia. bring it on.

hilarious

2008-04-24T17:03:00.000-07:00

so, my dad was in a car accident two weeks ago. as mentioned before, he's fine. well, this past tuesday tim - the fiance - was in a car accident. and his car was totaled and now i have this really gross sense of dejavu working with insurance people, and police, and carpooling. ugh. thank god everyone was fine. so i havent had a lot of time for blogging.

hey - does anyone know a good place to get a cheap keg?

so here i am thinking of something to blog and i am drawing a complete blank. i have decided to do 'how to bathe a cat' because bathing my cat is something i've been putting off. maybe writing about it will get me back into the mood.

i like my classification article, but it seems too simple. recently i had a teacher tell me my project was too simple and she wants to see an extra spread, i guess so i can prove i know what im doing. but even though it was simple, she seemed to like it. i dunno... revisions, revisions...

2008-04-18T20:17:00.000-07:00

i am on panel 51... 10 to go. sigh. but its a good thing i popped on here because i forgot all about our show and tell. i love children's books. young adult fiction, too. i have this great brother's grimm book from the 40s and its got al lthese creepy illustrations in it. my favorite story is about a selfish little girl. shes a real prize - the type of girl who happily tears the wings off of flies and watches them crawl around. this little girl begs and begs her broke mama for these shiny red shoes for her birthday. her mama scripes and saves and manages to buy her these shoes. to celebrate, her mama suggests she go to visit her sick grandma with a basket of bread to show off her shoes and check on the grandma. reluctantly, she agrees. she comes upon a big mud puddle and doesnt know what to do - she cant get her new shoes muddy. god, no. she tries to go around but its too big. she tries to hop over it, but stops herself because she knows she'll fail. she starts to lay her cape down, but doesnt want to get it muddy either. finally, she realizes what she must do. she lays down the loaf of bread and proceeds to walk across it. but her shoes stick and she starts sinking. she ends up underneath the mud and muck face to face with the toad king - he's never seen such beautiful shoes and wants to take her for his bride. naturally, she refuses. indignant and obnoxious, she quickly pisses off the toad king. 'well, if you wont be my bride,' he says ' i shall enjoy your beauty in another way.' and he turns her into a statue where she stays, for all eternity, with the wingless flies crawling up and down her nose.

i love it.

2008-04-17T18:29:00.001-07:00

i just realized how amusing it is that i love to write and im not writing anything for this project. but if i was going to write something then id probably get bogged down in it and never finish. because wow do i live for fiction. sometimes i think thats why i get so into tv when i dont have time to read. i need some sort of story in the background. but i guess that doesnt explain why i get hooked on bravo reality tv shows. so now im officially procrastinating. ive made 30 stills and i need to make 31 more. sigh. and then theres this mag spread.and typography. the dilemma of the week is figuring out how to keep the store open and still have tim's bachelor party. all the boys who work with us are invited to the party. and its a saturday so im at class. the other girlfriends in the party are all kind of stoked about the prospect of it being cut short, but i am not having any of that. maybe ill just leave class early. :( and theres a big controversy about strippers or no strippers. i vote strippers, but im getting outvoted by the other ladies. so we shall see. yea, i think im out unfortunately. back to the drawing board. literally. hah. sorry. that wasnt funny. but ive been here since 11am so im a lil punchy.

2008-04-17T18:15:00.001-07:00

i was trying to decide what i was going to do for this crazy flash project and i have decided i dont want to do writing. nope. no thankyou. i mean, theres a story, sure, but no subtitles. no voiceovers. just music. like an old movie. im drawing everything myself because, well, im masochistic, and needed something else to do :P and i was toying around with doing some family stories - but they all take more than 2 minutes. and then i wanted to take a story ive already written - cheating, i know - but i am not THAT good of an illustrator. i was driving home, blasting the music like i do and voila Bohemian Like You by the Dandy Worhols came on. everytime i hear that song i think of crazy kids running around doing things they shouldnt - so i am illustrating a bank robbery. so far, its awesome and i am having way too much fun drawing all this nuttiness. im halfway done the stills and, in another six or seven hours, i should be done.

oh. and on another note. last wednesday, for the first time all semester, i submitted a comp to my typography teacher and she didnt look at me like i'd just served her a steaming pile of shit. instead she told me it 'was pretty good' and moved on. this was a big moment in my little life. thought i'd share.

2008-04-10T17:35:00.000-07:00

something just occurred to me today. In one month and 8 days i will be a mrs. actually, in one month and 5 days. because we're doing the court thing before the wedding. id like to see that i am appropriately terrified, but what seems really daunting is the one month and 4 days before hand. and shit just keeps happening! my dad - hes fine - was in a car accident on tuesday. hes fine. really. at this moment he is sitting on the couch watching some cheesy british show - Keen Eddie - with his chinese food and his heating pad. just like he should be. but still, the car rolled twice and is totally totaled. we had to go and get his junk out of it today. i hate impound lots. its a graveyard - dead car carcasses everything. bones sticking out, blood on the ground. you can almost hear the screams. ugh. and we have to sit there while some tool from progressive smiles and tells us we have to sign here here and here and my father fights off a panic attack in the background. i saved a peice of the car. which i guess is a little creepy, but hey thats me all over. im the chick with a butterfly wing in a box. hey i didnt kill it. what else...i tink i am going to do something for men's health. i just havent decided what. i think something to do with overtraining. we shall see... that's next on tonight's agenda.

2008-04-04T17:23:00.000-07:00

i love cussing. nothing makes me feel better than a nice, gutteral battlecry. i bring this up because all day today i've been saying shit, i have to do that. or fuck, i have to do this. and somehow that little cuss makes it seem less scary. i have always had a guttermouth. since toddlerhood. my grandma used to babysit me while dad was at work and one day he came home and i ran to meet him - but, being tiny and wobbly as i was - i stubbed my toe. 'shit!' i cried out, as i looked down, pissed off at the wall that had obviously moved in the midst of my sprint. 'shit, shit, shit.' supposedly, it was my first word (other than momma or daddy). and its only gotten worse. my whole family is bad about it. grandma's favorite is shit. dad's is crap. ben's is fuck. mine? well, it rhymes with blunt. i dont get to use it very often. its reserved for those rare moments when i find myself incensed to the point of speechlessness. then i simply eek out, or scream out, and the world rights itself once more. but sometimes i forget - when im at school, or occasionally at work, that the word 'shit' still shocks some people. but everytime i hear the world 'shit' i think of my grandma, staring me down across the kitchen table, a handful of loosing cards in her hand. 'Shit. You little shit," she laughs at me. "you cheated, you little shit. dammit.' and there is nothing in this world than a little 85yr old lady glaring at you, cussing pouring out of her mouth.... allright. crap. i have to go mount my poster now. crap. crap. crap. okay... thats better.

busy

2008-03-31T19:46:00.000-07:00

its a bad sign when stephanie's telling you you're busy. well, maybe its not bad. but its certainly not good. but whats a girl to do? just concentrate on may 21. thats the date of the cruise. if i can just make it until then.... of course, with my luck, ill get sea-sick. but i dont care. at least i'll be tan. im so tired of albino. i mean, it would be one thing if i got that alabaster porcelain thing that the chick from the tudors has got going on. but im just frigging pale. sigh.

so. to class. i thought the midterm was pretty good. effecient use of time. thankfully. good reinforcement. i always second-guess myself, but im trying not to. if only i could feel as confident in my other class. typography is eating me alive. but i think im passing. i did a bunch of revisions for the midterm, but she only took a few of them. i guess thats a good sign. who knows.

im super excited about next semester. writing courses! oh my god writing courses! so excited. i just hope kendra approves one of that. thats the one im really excited about. in my workshop class i got the idea of a non-profit lit mag for teens. a place to showcase their work thats a bit more sophisticated than highlights... so i really hope i can take this class. oh. and i just figured out a way to work on my writing this summer without abandoning the boys at the store. also good. i miss writing. ive always been told that if you let things get in the way of your writing, then let them. you're not a writer. you're a person who writes. but i dont give a shit. writing is fun, dirty work and i love it. and i have so many projects to work on... and revise. well, enough daydreaming. i had probably go tackle my damned typo homework. shamROCKtoberFEST. do you have any friends addicted to Rock Band? god, tim and his friends are menaces. i swear, those stupid toy drums are like the tell-tale heart when im trying to sleep. perhaps a little sabatouge is in order...

2008-03-27T10:55:00.000-07:00

well, yesterday i sounded like smurfette and today i sound like a toad. or that creepy 'my precious' dude from lord of the rings. (i hope they dont take away my nerd wings for not remembering the name) thankfully, i did most of my homework last week so its not too bad that im stuck on the couch slathered in vicks. god bless the man who created that stuff. i cant take actual cough medicine cause it makes me trip out - sudafed makes the carpet move - or fall asleep.

2008-03-22T19:26:00.000-07:00

im sure i'll get some complaints. but i have seen two crappy movies this weekend and i am totally bummed. first i saw i am legend. this was a huge deal because i am absolutely petrified of zombies - i will leave the room, hum, whatever not to watch and i sat down and i watched this movie. thankfully, they're more like vampires. and vampires rock. although im more of a twilight, or lestat kinda gal. at any rate... i watch this movie and get to the very end and - i wont spoil it. even though there's nothing to spoil. it was like someone said 'hey, we need an ending.' but they already had a frigging ending because it was adapted from a BOOK. argh. and then tonight i saw no country for old men and talk about anti-climatic. good god. like watching someone try to take their life only to realize the safety-cap was still on the razor. not that im for suicide or anything - im just saying if you're going to make a movie you cant just make the screen go black and call it an ending. that just means you ran out of film. or money. whats really bad is up until about halfway through it was a really good movie. finally, i thought, the critics and i agree. but nope. the critics are still dumb. so sad.

sigh.

okay. im done ranting. you know what is cool? my tulips are sprouting. and these cool little purply flowers that i dont remember planting.

2008-03-20T16:35:00.000-07:00

i have finally finished my homework for typography. all my revisions. all my journal entries. i just need to print and mount them. thankfully, i can actually do that without alot of problems. (knocks on wood). now i have to switch gears and start up this campaign nonsense. we'll see how that goes. oh but if i can just make it through this semester. because i looked at the schedule and OHMYGOD i can actually take a writing class next semester. maybe even two if i play my cards right. how fabulous would that be? does anyone know just how big of a hassel it is to take a creative writing course?

i was looking at marks blog about how we need to man up and it occurred to me that when i was in my writing workshop classes we were just as honest. probably moreso. i guess im just not used to the lingo of art class. not sure. half the time i understand perfectly - like i think i did pretty well on my magazine project - and the other time i feel like stephanie is the Swedish Chef. fun to watch, but i have no frigging idea what she's talking about. but im trying. i just try to stay quiet, and listen. i dont want to waste anyones time with stupid questions (and there are stupid questions, by the way. whoever said there weren't was lying. get over it.) i dont mind talking here, because no one is obligated to listen. but in class when a person is being dumb we have yet to reach that point where someone says 'for the love of god shut up already.'

im sure we'll get there.

2008-03-15T18:06:00.001-07:00

can i just say that i hate sentence diagramming? sigh. okay. i had to get that out. other than that, i think today went fairly well. i was happy with my profile, and not too shocked about the comments for my campaign. although, i felt today was a little brutal overall. i dont know why. maybe since i was actually awake today i noticed it more. it was neat to see all the different social causes - although i wish more people had picked fun topics.

is anyone else freaked out by this whole motion project? granted, i freak out easily. its in my nature :) but im starting to adust to half my normal sleep.

oh. and i love fragments. i wanted to say that too. maybe it makes me a bad writer, maybe it makes me a bad person. it probably means im going to literary hell (i'll share a cell with danielle steel and patricia cornwell). but i do. i love the staccato sound of fragments...

i was looking through some of my favorite books today (a little princess, the fuck up, twilight to name a few) and i found Youth in Revolt by CD Payne. We were talking the other day about opening lines; i love this set:

"My name is Nick. Someday, if i grow up to become a gangster, perhaps i will be known as Nick the Prick. This may cause some embarrasment for my family, but when your don gives you your mafia sobriquet you don't ask questions.
I am 14 years old (nearly) and live in Oakland, a large torpid city across the bay from San Francisco. I am writing this in the tenuous privacy of my bedroom on my annoyingly obsolete AT clone. My friend LEfty gave me a bootleg copy of WordPerfect, so i'm doing some writing to try and learn the command codes. My ambition is someday to be able to move entire paragraphs in a single bound."

i would print another blog, but its being dumb and will only let me type in the title box.

2008-03-14T18:06:00.000-07:00

campaign

2008-03-14T18:04:00.000-07:00

so

2008-03-14T17:11:00.000-07:00

so here it is friday night and i havent blogged that much this week. but it isnt for lack of trying. ive just been so busy with cartoon craziness. but i really like my campaign concept. which means, of course, it will most likely suck. but when all else fails, lower your expectations.

on another note, i felt super proud this week when my baby design knowledge was actually used outside of class. i got to make some prescription pads for our buddung buisness. its not exactly high-powered design, but its a start. right?

2008-03-08T19:49:00.000-08:00

i have to typographically play with a phrase in one of my classes.. i cant tell if i love or hate this and was wondering what everyone thought

2008-03-08T19:44:00.001-08:00

well it would seem i survived another day. albeit, gracelessly. for some reason, today was very funny. but i cant remember why. delirium, i think. perhaps i will purposefully go without sleep next time - it made the day much more entertaining. overall, i'm happy with my profile crit. of course stephanie is only too happy to tell me just how much work needs to be done, but se la vive. im really enjoying the campaign project. i mean, who doesnt love cartoons? i think if i had picked a more heady topic i would be toasty from all that time with my head in the oven. theres lots of work to be done, but i think ive found a way to break the page up more and then unify them together. the only one im worried about is the postcard, but we shall see. im trying to balance the simple vs the intricate. im not sure its going well, but there are always revisions. even if i get Bs on everything, i think i will try to revise just in case. although i doubt stephanie is a beleiver of brownie points.

campaign

2008-03-07T18:58:00.000-08:00

so i have been working on my campaign. i dont know if its the long walk or not. i guess i will find out tomorrow. i'm going for the save the arts campaign and i'm taking the bent that for every new art program, new cartoonists, actors, and writers emerge. and what do cartoonists, actors, and writers give us? CARTOONS! so i'm using 80s cartoons because i think they give a visceral response from people in their 20s-30s. rainbow brite for the girls, skeletor for the guys, and inspector gadget for everyone. my designs are fairly simple and i cant tell if its a good thing or not.

it all makes perfect sense to me, but casey-logic has been my downfall before. we shall see.

compare contrast

2008-03-07T18:51:00.000-08:00

its not the one i showed in class, but i thought this was a pretty effective compare contrast ad

awesome

2008-03-07T18:49:00.000-08:00

fabulous use of photoshop

subliminal inspirations...

2008-02-29T17:57:00.000-08:00

my brain is officially broken. tragic, i know.

im sitting in my basement, on our straight-outta-1975 couch, laptop perched across my legs, working dutifully on my bloggage, when i hit a bit of writer's block (because really, who cares what i have to say) so i look up to the television for a little inspiration. i realize now that was proably my first mistake because now im talking about the television and not classwork. but that's beside the point...the point is that i look up and what do i find? America's Next Top Model. when i check the tv-guide channel it turns out that i've been watching this cheese for the last three hours. so now i'm terrified - are my designs tainted somehow? does my strawberry description sound sexy and fun because i've been subliminally watching tyra strut a bikini all afternoon? did i pick this background color for the durian because it looks like the colors in the set? what would my cards look like if i'd spent the afternoon with barbara walters, or hilary clinton? or - gasp - judge judy. and now, after all this hypothesizing my brain is officially broken and i have no other recourse than to pack it up, turn the laptop off, curl up, and watch the rest of this episode and hope that somewhere in the next 40 minutes i find the resolve to get up, find the remote, and change the channel. after all, mythbusters is always on somewhere.

fontage...

2008-02-29T17:42:00.000-08:00

so i have a relatively dumb question. where are you finding all your fonts? i know there's the media lab at school, and all those free-font places online. but is there a package, or an adobe product that i just dont know about? i found a package at 1001freefonts, and now have a pretty extensive library, but i was just curious if there was something more mainstream i should know about. also - i work mainly on the laptop and in indesign so when the font-sample window pops open i can hardly see what's what. does anyone know if there's a way to enlarge that window?

thanks a bushel

magazine carnage

2008-02-24T10:11:00.000-08:00

in high school, i collaged like a madwoman. i had a whole big bin of magazine cutouts and all sorts of different scissors. i find it amusing that now here i am, yet again, digging through magazines and ripping out their guts for anything interesting or entertaining. i guess i'll have to drag the bins back out...

critique. whee!

2008-02-23T19:28:00.000-08:00

i dont care if its creative writing, scultpure, graphic design, or basket weaving. i hate group critiques. i understand their existence, and it is beneficial for me to see where other people have excelled and screwed up, but the whole process is so frigging awkward the first few classes. i think this week's small group was more productive than last week's. not sure why - maybe because people have a better sense of the dialogue - the verbage, so to speak.

turns out i have to clean up my design. shocker. its a natural tendency to clutter the place up. just like my house. i love clutter. sorry, Real Simple. frankly, i find that magazine's covers creepy. give me color, mish-mash, texture, and lots of it. so... i cleaned up my cards to the point where i find this alienishly simple and that will probably be perfect. :) thankfully, the copy was pretty good. that's my favorite part, so thats what i obsess over.

i will post my profile show and tell as soon as my scanner is up and running. in the meantime... www.complex.com is the url for the magazine.

profile

2008-02-15T19:37:00.000-08:00

i dont know why, but i love GQ magazine. its cheeky. everything from the color choices, to the subjects. but its not necessarily artistic, like nylon. so that's what i've decided to use as inspiration. and i've noticed that they do a lot of play with geometric shapes - layering colors on colors, but some pages are a bit austere. i wasnt able to find alot of pre-made mini articles. does anyone remember there being a word limit on those? obviously they have to be supertiny, but i dont remember seeing a set limit. oh well. thats what rough drafts are for. right?

sin n syntax

2008-02-13T13:51:00.000-08:00

since i come from an english lit background, i have a few creative writing classes under my belt (cliche - eek) and have an entire shelf of books devoted to writing well. one of my favorites is writing down the bones, by natalie goldberg. she sneaks in exercises amid the chapters, getting you to write - even if you think you cant. reading sin and syntax, i find i stop mid-thought, consumed with wordchoice, tone, and the dreaded grammar. if you are also having this problem, consider ms. goldberg's approach to the rough draft:

1. keep your hand moving. (dont pause to reread the line you have just written. that's stalling and trying toget control of what you're saying).
2. dont cross out. (that is editing as you write. even if you write something you didn't mean to write, leave it)
3. dont worry about spelling, punctuation, grammar. (dont even care about staying within the margins and lines on the page)
4. lose control
5. dont think. dont get logical.
6. go for the jugular. (if something comes up in your writing that is scary or naked, dive right into it. it probably has lots of energy).

Oh. And and here's a poem i found that's appropriate, considering the weather:

Subway Poem, by Hettie Jones:

Yo, Spring!
We need weather baby,
We need tulips, lilacs,
dandelions in the grass
and your sweet ass

(amen, hettie)

first week show and tell

2008-02-11T17:03:00.000-08:00

these are Joe Sorren pictures. you can see his newest collection - or at least parts of it - at www.joesorren.com. these paintings are painted with brighter colors than his first collection, although the content seems sadder. hope you enjoy!

our book

2008-02-06T08:52:00.000-08:00

i can't decide whether or not i like our textbook. i'm on page 87 and the essays are interesting, and the pictures are interesting, but i feel as though i'm missing something... i really liked the pencil essay. as a long-time writer, i love the pencil. although, admittedly, i'm more of a fine-tip pen sorta gal. but as i read this essay i found myself feeling - suddenly - like i have been missing out. i've never seen an ancient pencil, or even an old pencil. how dare museum curators not see the vaule in saving victorian pencils for me to come and stare at. i wonder if i'm the only one who had this reaction... i don't care for the photographs too much (i tend to gravitate towards happy shiny things) but it's fun to see the old adds.

what does everyone else think?

assign 1 possibilities

2008-02-02T17:14:00.001-08:00

The market I've picked is Roots and they are an organic market, not just high-end, so I think I want to do something to appeal to the healthy/environmental conscious shopper. Not necessarily a glamorous person, most likely a soccer-mommie, but someone who wants to feel a little bit of glamour. Particularly with V-Day just around the corner. Maybe something with limes "pucker up" or something about letting your tastebuds take you away...

I still have to do alot of research on it.
I found one cool plant; the achee. But apparently, if cooked improperly it can cause vomiting or death. Somehow, I just can't seem how to spin that into profitability.

And did you know that the durian gives off such a stench when it's opened up that it has been banned into open Singaporean markets?

Look for more appetizing tidbits at www.foodsubs.com/Fruittroex.html

test

2008-02-02T17:06:00.001-08:00

this is a test to make sure everything works according to plan (man, that would be a first for today)