dreams of a designer

wow 2 blogs in one weekend but i just woke up and had this really funky dream and i had to share it with the rest of you guys.

in high school i hated my desktop publishing teacher she was our yearbook preson and all that and she was one of those people that if you make her mad she would hate you and then take it out on your grade later on and she was the teacher over all the computer classes. she gave me a c in her class at the end of the year because her son claimed one of my friends that was also my guest to our lock in had beat him up well i had proof he had not cause he was with me and found out that her son got drunk and fell and thats how come he looked like shit well i proved this to her and it pissed her off and well i got the c cause she could not fail me cause i had already got my diploma.

so on with the dream
my old desktop teacher had came here to teach some cis class and scott had asked her to be take his spot on newspaper and that she would have to be at the meeting on friday to talk to all of those on the staff well we were in the pit for some reason with all the graphics class and her daughter (also a bitch) was there with her friends well she, the teacher, started this we are going to give the paper a new look and most of the staff was going to be fired and on and on well amber and amanda were there and they were both like what is she talking about and her daughter said well mom can me and my friends be on the staff and she was yeah you guys know more about design than half of the design student here on campus well the 3 of us went to chad and i was pissed like you know how i get and fussing up a storm in chads office when sherry and alison came in and was telling me that it was not right and i should just not be on newspaper any more and chad said yeah and take the template that you and amber put together and so they have nothing to work with and i followed amber in some room cause she was working and i told her i was going to do it and i just started to cry and i keep saying why did she folllow me here she a bitch and she knows nothing about design

man crazy things i dream and i woke up so mad. I thought i would share this with you all so you all could have a good laugh have a great sunday im off

Coffee Filters

i seen this tonight and thought of us enjoy and i have copyed and pasted it here but the full aticle is here
enjoy

Coffee Filters: A Low Tech Solution for Photographers

Fri Feb 23, 2007 7:56PM EST

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Real Simple Magazine has a list of 101 New Uses for Everyday Things, starting with ten new uses for coffee filters. Who knew coffee filters were a great way to strain wine from a bottle with a broken cork or make yogurt dip. But of course, a more practical use of coffee filters, besides making coffee, is to diffuse your camera's flash on close-ups.

I recently filmed a video at a club with a friend for my personal blog, and noticed that he too had a coffee filter strapped over the light. I thought that was strange, but he said it was supposed to soften the light on people so they wouldn't look so harsh under the bright lights in the night club setting. It's a low tech solution any photographer can appreciate, especially if they're on the road. But coffee filters can also come in handy when you need to white balance your camera, or rid your mobile phone of unwanted residue and oil from your hands.

so i guess we all need to go buy some coffe filters

THE MOST FUNCTIONAL ENGLISH WORD

Well, it's shit ... that's right, shit! Shit may just be the most
functional word in the English language.

Consider:
You can get shit-faced, Be shit-out-of-luck, Or have shit for brains.

With a little effort, you can get your shit together, find a place for your
shit, or be asked to shit or get off the pot.

You can smoke shit, buy shit, sell shit, lose shit, find shit, forget shit,
and tell others to eat shit.

Some people know their shit, while others can't tell the difference between
shit and shineola.

There are lucky shits, dumb shits, and crazy shits. There is bull shit,
horse shit, and chicken shit.

You can throw shit, sling shit, catch shit, shoot the shit, or duck when the
shit hits the fan.

You can give a shit or serve shit on a shingle.

You can find yourself in deep shit or be happier than a pig in shit.

Some days are colder than shit, some days are hotter than shit, and some
days are just plain shitty.

Some music sounds like shit, things can look like shit, and there are times
when you feel like shit.

You can have too much shit, not enough shit, the right shit, the wrong shit
or a lot of weird shit.

You can carry shit, have a mountain of shit, or find yourself up shit creek
without a paddle.

Sometimes everything you touch turns to shit and other times you fall in a
bucket of shit and come out smelling like a rose.

When you stop to consider all the facts, it's the basic building block of
the English language.

And remember, once you know your shit, you don't need to know anything
else!!

You could pass this along, if you give a shit; or not do so if you don't
give a shit!

Well, Shit, it's time for me to go. Just wanted you to know that I do give
a shit and hope you had a nice day, without a bunch of shit. But, if you
happened to catch a load of shit from some shit-head...........


Well, Shit Happens!!!