Strategic Plan Squares

During multiple meetings and endless droning on about goals and objectives and etc. etc. etc. I drew in the lines/squares what I could while we were all meeting. I have the cheerful finger gun guy, the lil stick guy holding up the sides of the square, the launching robot, and of course, who could forget that short-lived 80s video game spin off pac-snake?

Memo/Agenda Skyline

This is from last week, but I've actually been busy at work/unable to sneakily scan things until now.
I'm working on conceptualizing an infographic for a project and have been obsessed with skylines (I'll post up an insanely detailed skyline I did with some friends later on). So I draw them everywhere on everything and I really love them. This one I was just trying to amuse myself during a meeting, so the buildings are all cute. The middle guy with the really big smile is the one who started it all off. He seems pretty happy, maybe that's how I would be if I got to be outside all day and be part of the city.

Pre-Thanksgiving Meeting-Part 2

Punctuation was all on my mind today, started off drawing the two most exciting punctuation marks (the question mark and the exclamation point) and then moved on to the useful but less exciting combos of dots and commas.
I found out later that someone else in the meeting was also drawing question marks. A general feeling of questioning the universe or easy doodlin'?
 

Pre-Thanksgiving Meeting-Part 1

I haven't drawn on my hands in so long in a meeting, I almost forgot I could do it. My canvas that is always with me as long as I have a ballpoint pen (other stuff just doesn't work as well).
I scanned my wrist and felt like a drunk person at an office party doing it. As if anyone here gets drunk and parties. So this is my sober, non party wrist doodle. I colored it in and then threw a quick watercolor filter over it because close ups of scanned body parts really aren't all that attractive.

Making Bad Things Cute

There's probably a good government job in that. Making really scary things cute so that people are a little less on edge. Well, I do that in my head all of the time, like a skin I put over the world so that things have giant eyes and big smiles and would never hurt you. At work, in our famous all-staff meetings in the basement we learned that someone had found a couple of bed bugs in the building. After wanting to hurl, I quickly sketched out the bed bugs I could mentally handle co-existing with.

Weird Grip on the Pen/Pencil

It's kind of like a chopstick grip but with one chopstick. My finger over my thumb and the rest of the fingers tucked away, stabilizing the writing instrument behind the index and thumb. It sort of astonishes me that I am even able to write like this. When I write with my right hand it is more traditional of a tip-of-the-pen grip between fingers and thumb.
I'm not just doing extreme navel gazing here, I'm thumb gazing really.
Also, some random post-it doodles I did who knows when.

Totally Appropriate and Positive Cursing with Hearts

Drag Me All Around Town

So my amazing friend Jeffers and I went to a drag show at Jacques Cabaret in Boston.
It was nasty and awesome. Not sure I'll be running back, but I'm glad I went.
I did this little sketch of "Misery" at Fritz after the show.

Off-Duty Document Flags: Just a Lark

    

A Small Bit of Advice

I don't even know why this popped into my head during our Dept. meeting this week. Maybe because hand-puppets scare me.

Git Off Mah Lawn **shakes fist**

Variation on a theme. Getting punny as I often do. Nothing too spectacular these past few meetings, I've been preoccupied and occupied and everything in-between.

Sad Bomb is Sad

Well I hope it's not happy.  Probably the people who sent him are, but he's the one who has to explode...and on a birthday party of all things. **shakes head**

Napkin Sketchin'

This is my first mobile post so bear with me if it looks off. My good friend D is moving to Portland, ME this week and I'm really going to miss that girl. We've made Geoffrey's Cafe our bar of choice for the past year and so it's only fitting that I doodled on a napkin a scene called Geoffrey's Last Supper with K on one side and K on the other. D is illuminated by a decorative string of lights on the patio. And now off to bedzzzzz.

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In A World...

Where meetings flow like water in underground caverns...

My Nightmare Come to Life-Compacting Shelving

When I first worked at University of Florida (also was an undergrad) I was a file clerk laboring in hand-cranked compact shelving--No safety devices to prevent someone from not seeing me and cranking away. I had a dream about it back then where my eyes bulged out of my head as someone cranked away and I was between shelves.
At a meeting this a.m. there were multiple warnings about compact shelving shorting out and the safety measures not kicking in when someone is in the shelving. They kept mentioning even more precautions to take and it got ridiculous. Then a colleague mentioned roaming killer rats and I had to make that happen. Doodle isn't super great since the head boss was kind of watching.

Things That May or May Not Also Be Other Things

Bear with me here as I take a journey down Gutter Lane with a slight right at Junior High Street. Heh heh.
Note: Some items are actually in existence (Grandma's Famous Cobbler).

Diagram of an Infinite Conversation Loop

If a conversation never has an end, I can never listen to the whole thing. But I can diagram it out for you to enjoy forever in your mind.

Bad Day for Me, Good Day for a Doodle

One of those days where I feel less than insignificant. I am an office drone, literally stamping pages of things after I process them into the office information system. I feel like I'm a sad character in a future dystopia who hasn't broken free yet, maybe I'll be the minor character who helps the hero get out, but I get disintegrated in the process, still freer than before in any case. This is all to say I didn't pay a lick of attention in the Dept. meeting we had today, but instead doodled and tried to escape a little. Yeah boy, I'm such a rebel.

Faces and Frogs In between the Lines

Cycle of Low-Level Violence at Work

Bullies don't just stop when you get out of the playground, school, high-school. They get older and meaner and bring that shit to work. Yay?
Here's a small illustration I did of how I see some of this stuff going down.