i have now officially been appointed creative director, no pay raise, no perks, just the title. still feels good and my tattoo guy signed on. i’ve been looking forward to working with him for a while. let’s see how this goes. in the meantime here is a joke that a friend sent me:
The angel Gabriel came to the Lord and said, “I have to talk to you. I have some West Indians up here in Heaven who are causing some problems. They are swinging on the Pearly Gates, my horn is missing, jerk sauce and curry are all over their robes; hamhocks, cowheel, chicken feet and pigtail bones are all over the streets of Gold; some folk are walking around with one wing, they have been late taking their turn in keeping the stairway to heaven clean, there are watermelon seeds all over the clouds, some aren’t even wearing their halos, saying it doesn’t fit with their hairstyles.” The Lord said, “I made them special, as I did you, my angel. Heaven is home to all my children. If you really want to know about problems, let’s call the Devil.” The Devil answered the phone, “Hello? What the….!, hold on one minute.” The Devil returned to the phone and said, “Hello Lord, what can I do for you?” The Lord replied, “Tell me what kind of problems you are having down there.” The Devil said, “Wait one minute,” and put the Lord on hold. After 5 minutes he returned to the phone, and said “Okay, I’m back. What was the question?” The Lord said, “What kind of problems are you having down there?” Devil said, “Man, I don’t beli…..hold on, Lord”. This time the Devil was gone for 15 minutes. The Devil returned and said, “I’m sorry Lord, I can’t talk right now. These West Indians put the fire out, and now they are trying to install air conditioning!”
i’ll be back with more updates as the day progresses. with great power, comes great responsibility.