… and the other things I did over my spring break.
It’s been a while. You both missed me and all of my wonderful posts, I’m sure. But with all of my time to just sit and think this spring break, (there’s not a lot to do in my life without an internet connection involved) I’ve had a chance to think up enough ideas for blogging to last me at least another week or so. However, that’s not important right now. What is important is that I shut up and get to the blogging.
So, Spring Break, a wonderful time for a college student Ñ wet t-shirt contests down in Cancun, lots of drinking, and morally questionable actions involving a person/people of the opposite sex (or same, whatever floats your boat (and no, it does not float my boat)).
Or, in my case, work.
Yeah. Work. Not quite the wild and crazy thing most people consider an enjoyable Spring Break. In fact, I imagine people are probably shaking their heads in disappointment. I enjoyed it though. It was actually quite refreshing. Hear me out on this one:
I like doing work. I never thought I’d say that, but it’s true. Really, it’s only the dull, day-inÐday-out stuff that I hate. Design work isn’t very often like that though. I did a bit of manual labor too, but even that, in moderation, can be somewhat refreshing. The entire week was nothing but a complete break from any sort of norm set by going to classes every day, so it was pretty fun.
I started off the break by being picked up by my dad outside my dorm. We drove. And we drove. And we drove some more. Driving cross-country is a long process. It also involves lots of bad yet wonderfully tasty food. Fast food, candy, tons of soda.
For dinner we stopped by an Arby’s in Alabama. The name of the town doesn’t come to mind, but you could tell we were in the deep south, whatever area it was. Especially when the guy behind the counter matter-of-factly stated ÒWe ainÕt got none marinara sauce,Ó to go with our order of mozzarella sticks. They apparently didn’t have a cook with more than seven fingers my dad pointed out as we sat with our meal; we’d only been given seven mozzarella sticks and eight was clearly the amount advertised on the menu. No reason to fuss about it, but neither of us was too impressed, especially when they finally got my dad his sandwich (practically crumpled in half) after I was about done with my entire meal. We remembered it so much, I snapped a picture as we drove by it back towards home:
We stopped for the night somewhere in Arkansas and then started again the next day. 16 more hours of driving, all particularly the same as the driving before it. We eventually got to our destination Ñ the wonderful land of New Mexico. It looks a lot like Utah, so if you’ve been there you’re not missing much. It was nice to see mountains again. And snow too. We got to see some snow on our drive, and there was plenty more waiting for us after we made camp next to a small, nasty pond.
Perhaps you think I’m exaggerating about the pond thing, but I’m not. It was actually a pond with nasty, oily water in it. The reason we were there, in fact. It was our job to evaporate it all away without the environmentalists getting their panties caught in a bunch. I helped my dad set up all of these windscreens around the pond, then we started up the machine and let it do it’s job to get rid of the pond.
I want to mention here that working to put up all of those screens was pretty tiring. It was a full day’s work. I even caught enough sun to get a bit of a sunburn about quarter inch wide on my wrist between my shirt and gloves Ñ not so much painful as just annoying and ridiculous looking.
The next three days consisted of my dad working hard to make sure the pump was running smoothly and me pretending to work on some design stuff whenever he came back into the trailer to get in from the cold. That, and a lot of Family Guy.
The only DVDs we had to watch were my series collection of Family Guy. With only three hours of content to stretch over 3 and a half days, you eventually watch things twice. And then again. And then with commentary on. Needless to say, we got a lot of Family Guy in there, which is fine because Family Guy is completely awesome.
After all the pretend work and watching Family Guy, it was time to get headed back to the real world. This involved another long drive back to Atlanta that was pretty boring and uneventful, but I got the chance to finish tweaking many of the projects I had been pretending to work on for spring break and came back to class entirely refreshed and ready to learn.
What I did over spring break (besides the pictures above):
A bunch of print related stuff: logos, business cards, a poster.
Websites:
www.evapsys.com
www.h2oremediation.com
(Both of these sites are still a little bare content-wise, as my boss hasn’t decided what text he wants on those yet. Ahem. And they’re not perfect designs either, but my boss wanted them up so the content could be put on them as soon as possible. The content which he said he’d have for me months ago. That content is still not on there because I do not have it… Stressed it enough, or should I milk it a bit more boss?)
And some various unrelated stuff because I’m sure you all don’t care:
The location I spent a large portion of my Spring Break at. Pretty, ain’t it?
Me, trying to look serious in a hardhat. Doesn’t work too well, does it? The whole idea of a hardhat clashes completely with the nerd wearing it.
Dad.
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