So, a few weeks ago, there was a loud pop and my old laptop decided that it was - in the words of the late replicant Roy Batty, time to die.
Well, I was having none of that, bought myself a disc caddy and spent a weekend on the long, laborious task of changing file permissions and transferring the content over to my new machine, which is as evil as the Windows 8 system on which it runs.
Among the files that I found was this thing I made of the boy Adam's 16th last year, which I may or may not have posted on here before.
Obviously, I'm insanely proud of this and my l33t photoshop sk1llz.
I'm open to commissions. Graphic design? Piece of piss.
Didn't Izzard spell in "Jeff"?
ReplyDeleteNu?
How old is the boy Adam now? And more importantly, has the poor boy recovered from such a present at 16 years old?
Designed last year so, guess current age.
ReplyDeleteNot a present.
You didn't answer the more pertinent of my queries.
ReplyDeleteMy limited experience with 16 year old boys (when I was also 16) informs me that they pretty much only like mammaries and footy - not necessarily in that order.
Regarding your maths challenge, I respectfully decline. As an Asian female, I suck at sums, and have, as do the Vogons, as much sex appeal as a road accident(The folks in David Cronenberg's 1996 film "Crash" notwithstanding).
And besides, I would not even attempt a sum without orders - signed in triplicate, sent in, sent back, queried, lost, found, subjected to public inquiry, lost again, and finally buried in soft peat for three months and recycled as fire-lighters.