Monday, August 13, 2012

my card...

Those who know me or have met me in a dark bar, know I am all about the calling card. And being suited for every occasion. I have 24 different calling cards (36 if you count the holiday cards), and which one I hand you depends on who you are, the situation, and what I might want to convey. The titles and tag lines on my cards range from the simply respectable "Gentleman" to the fan favorite "Show me on the doll where the bad man touched you." with plenty more filling the range in-between.

Apple discontinued their MobileMe, iDisk and web hosting services, so the URL on my cards is now dead. I took this opportunity to print some more and update the look and lines.

New cards!

Bring it on.

I've mentioned earlier that all it really takes is a solid esoteric Buffy/Firefly reference for someone to become an instant close personal friend. I also realized this year that any potential love interest of mine is going to have to have a strong nerd streak with a deep vein of Whedon. I'm going to start using Whedon lines as my glass slipper. Glass boot? Whatever. If you don't get it, you're not Prince Charming.

And after my encounter with the Handsome Babcock, who responded to my unconsciously cast line perfectly, I have found my glass slipper.

Salty Goodness

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