Busy Fun Font Times!

Boy howdy, have I been busy! Just … y’know, not here.

I’ve been blogging up a storm over at the Font Bundles blog. If you’re interested in design and fonts, here are some hot posts:

Manly Fonts for Dudes
Applying Distressed Text Effects to Your Fonts (in Photoshop)
Basic Color Theory
Let’s Take a Look at Some Logo Layouts and Font Choices (this one gets pretty snarky)
Deep Dive: Tracing and the Monogram It App

That’s just a selection of some of the vast numbers of words I’ve been churning out on the topic of fonts and font-related stuff.

I’ve also created a ton of new fonts since last we spoke! I’ll save you the individual lists, but here are some feature images:

Newish fonts

You can check ’em all out over at the MissyMeyer.com site! It’s where I put all portfolio-style stuff and things for sale. (And all of my freebies are over there as well!)

I’m also moving shop to a new Facebook business page — my old one was forever borked when I changed it over from Holiday Doodles to Missy Meyer, so I’m going to start fresh with one that’s purpose-built for my design, fonts, illustration, and other creative works. So go give that sucker a “like” if you’re so inclined!

Scars, Jobs, and Underpants

SCARS: My stitches are out! Of course, the wounds still look kind of angry. But I did get hearty kudos at the dermatologist’s office — they said I’d done a great job with my wound care, and had kept everything (everyone’s favorite word) moist. The stitches came right out, smooth as silk.

All that for a little mole. Seems a bit drastic!

The good dermatological news is that on all three things that were excised, the margins are clear — they got the whole mole out on all of them. I go back in three months for another lookie-loo, then settle into an every-six-months visiting schedule. Most people go once a year, but because I’m so massively freckled, I get to be part of the more frequent group.

Please note that the dermatologist’s office won’t “except” bills larger than a $20. With picture, in case you’re not sure which one is the $20. I was excited to find an except/accept gaffe, because they’re one of the more rare homophone mixups. (Are they really homophones, though? I pronounce them slightly differently.)

JOBS: It’s still kind of amazing to me how many places I applied to that haven’t said one peep to me. I’m sure they get tons of applicants, but even a quick e-mailed “Thanks but no thanks” (like I just got from Best Buy, to whom I applied 3 months ago) would be nice. I mentioned earlier a “working interview” I did at a vet clinic, wherein a woman brought in her deceased pet and called us all motherflippin’ beaches. Only she wasn’t that coy with the cusswords. Anyhoo, they never called me back with a yea or nay. Seriously, there were probably only a scant few people who went in for their half-day interview process; why not a word back?

This is my last glorious weekend of unemployment. On Monday I go in for orientation at my new Disney job. I’m scared and excited at the same time. This is going to be very different from the rest of my Disney experience — entertainment is such a separate beast from everything else. But I can’t wait to get into the front lines, actually talking with guests directly, going by my own name (And wearing my name tag for the first time!), and helping make the guests’ vacations better.

The hardest thing is finding shoes. Disney is very strict about footwear — my job requires “dress shoes”, black, polishable (no suede or stretch), no contrasting or decorative stitching, and no decorations (buckles, buttons, bows). You try to find shoes that meet those requirements. Not that easy! Every pair of plain flat mary-janes seems to have white stitching, or a big button or buckle on the side. I did find a pair that I think will work; they’re a little pricier than I’d hoped, but I have to remember that when you’re on your feet all day, good shoes are an investment.

UNDERPANTS: Those cold-hearted jerks at Victoria’s Secret have stopped carrying the hipsters I liked. Besides which, their entire underpant focus these days seems to be on being “cheeky”, which appears to mean showing the bottom edges of your butt. Which strikes me as damned uncomfortable. Exhibit A:

In what universe is that full coverage? Look at how much cheekbottom is showing! Even on that model, with her model-sized butt! That thing would practically be a thong on me.

So on a whim, and because they were having the same 7-for-$25 deal that VS often has on their underdrawers, I stopped in at Aerie. It’s part of the American Eagle family, and I used to think it was just for the young people. BUT NO! Not only do they have a great selection of undershorts with great ass-coverage, but they also are my new brassiere purveyor of choice.

Usually at VS, there are two models of bra that come in my “weird” size. Which is 32C (if you’re a 32 band, they expect you to only have size A or B boobs). That’s two models out of the what, 40 or 50 in the store. But at Aerie, they had eight models of non-pushup for me to choose from in my size. Add in pushup and other styles, and I could have chosen from 15 brassieres. They fit great, and cost less than VS.

Aerie is, right now, doing their 7 for $25.50 sale both online and in-store. So if you’re blessed with a junk-rich trunk, check out their boyshorts and boybriefs. Although I can’t imagine any boy or man I’ve ever met wearing underthings the shape of any “boyshort” I’ve ever seen.

December Is X-Ray Month

I’ve been a massive blog slacker, I see. Over a fortnight since a post! I’ve had posts rolling around in my head, including another couple of top sevens, but life. She gets in the way.

This last couple of weeks in particular have been harrowing as far as pet health goes. About three weeks ago, our big fat tabby started having a little goo around one eye. He has, in the past, had a knack for getting hairs stuck in his eyes and getting winky for a couple of days, so we figured it wasn’t a big deal. But over the course of a week, his eye got wetter and wetter. And then one day, it was all swollen around the eye. So it was off to the vet with us!

We took both cats, since they were due for a checkup anyway. As you can see, our little tortoiseshell clearly didn’t remember the trauma that comes with riding in the kitty duffel bags.

The vet took a look at Commie’s eye, listened to his snuffling, and figured that it was just a kitty cold, with swelling in the sinuses that was creating the swelling around the eye. Especially since the goo/tears were clear, and there was no redness around the eye. We were given a bottle of antihistamine pills, a squeeze bottle of saline solution to go up his nose, and some antibiotic ointment to go in the eye.

I now know for a fact that this cat doesn’t do pills well.

The eye goo was slightly easier, though not especially easy. Ditto the saline. But over the course of last week, the eye just got worse. And the third eyelid started sticking out, and it got red. And the swelling was so strong that it looked like his eye was sealing up. So Scott took him back to the vet (I was working that day, so I just got text updates throughout). They x-rayed Commie’s head:

The good: there are no bone-related growths in there. The bones look fine. The bad: this is mystery swelling. It could be an infection from a trapped hair, or even from an infected tooth. Or it could be a soft-tissue growth, which would mean a tumor. A very fast-growing tumor, which is never good. So this week, the medications have changed. Now we’re doing steroids every other day, and antibiotics twice a day. Both are liquids, so they can be squirted in his mouth with an eyedropper with very little struggle. Thank goodness.

We go back next Wednesday to see if these meds have made progress. I’m not seeing much change so far, to be honest. But the swollen areas around the eye don’t seem to hurt him, and he’s eating and purring — except for the grossness that is his eye, and some snuffling from the snot and/or tears in his nose, he’s fairly normal. Although probably irritated at being monocular-vision cat.

I told you, it’s gross.

Also, it’s very hard to get a picture of this cat. Especially when Trouble the tortie needs to get into the shot too. You think they’re looking at you, hit the shutter button, and they look away. I have a couple of dozen other shots that are blur city.

Anyhoo, we’re hoping for the best, but steeling ourselves for the worst. We’ve had these cats 12 years, and while parents would tell you that there’s no comparison between pets and kids, we don’t have the frame of reference to know what it’s like to have a child. These cats ARE our kids.

SO, what else! We visited the dentist, where they do digital x-rays. Here are my teeth:

I get to go back in Jaunary for a filling. There isn’t a cavity … yet. But this dentist is pretty gung-ho about catching pre-cavity soft areas and filling them. She also recommended that fancy Invisalign system, because my bottom teeth are crowded. The first step is apparently “expanding the jaw”, which just sounds terrifying. The next step is paying five thousand dollars, which is even MORE terrifying. I think I’ll pass for now. We may need to save that five grand for the cat.

Que Sera Sera

We had an island-wide meeting this afternoon, and the news has broken at the Orlando Sentinel — as of September 27, 2008, all of the nightclubs on Pleasure Island will be closing.

This means that my job ends in three months.

On the pro list, it’s nice to have three months to find another job. There are plenty of opportunities here at WDW, and they’ve told us all that the company will work as hard as they can to get us into new Equity roles. On the flip side, it sucks that these entertainment venues with 19+ years of history will be closed down for good.

I’m still kind of numb. I’m glad I got to do my dream job, short-form improv for a living wage, for at least a little while. And hope is high that I’ll get another great show here at Disney. But I (and my coworkers) are all a bit crushed right now.

I'm making a note here: HUGE SUCCESS

Scott just posted the news over on his own blog, but I’ll spread the word here as well.

The contracts are now signed for the first Basic Instructions book. It will be published in the near future (date currently unspecified) by our new friends at Dark Horse Comics.

There are no words, aside from “awesome”, to describe how awesome this is. I’m so delighted for him! 2007 is continuing to be a hell of a great year for us.


I’ve had to keep this under my hat for a while, but now it’s “out there”.

Scott has been emailing back and forth with Scott Adams (of Dilbert fame) for a couple of months, with Adams offering various pieces of comic strip advice. A couple of weeks ago, Adams made a proposal: to run a sort of reality show in his own blog, where he offers the advice publicly and shows some of the discussions. Here’s the first installment.


Yes, the basicinstructions.net site is pretty much crashed again, just like what happened when he made the front page of Digg briefly. Our tech support guy at our hosting site initially tried to say it was the size of the comics (roughly 100k) that was slowing things down, stating that an 89k image was “almost a meg!” Fortunately, he decided that something else was the problem, so the issue has been “escalated” to higher-up support. Doesn’t help right now, but it’s … something.

Best comment so far (for me) on the Dilbert blog: Maybe that bald dude shouldn’t have married an angry lesbian…

Oh Nooooo! Dr. A!

Atkins Hospitalized

“Low-carbohydrate diet promoter Dr. Robert Atkins remained hospitalized in extremely serious condition following surgery for severe head injuries he suffered in a fall on an icy sidewalk, his spokesman said… ‘He was negotiating the snow and ice and failed in that negotiation,’ spokesman Richard Rothstein said.”

Of course, I’m sure his detractors will twist the event so that it was Atkins’ weakened bones or frail health, due to his dangerous low-carb diet, that caused the fall. Jeez, the guy’s 72.