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Anyone who's dropped by this little locale of mine over the past few days knows that I attended SXSW (and is probably sick and tired of hearing about it). Yesterday when someone pointed out Mike Rohde's "sketchnotes" from the various sessions he attended, I remembered that I'd made a few of my own. Then I remembered that I'd placed them all in a small cylindrical container. It was a container from which they would eventually be retrieved by a lovely, motherly Latino lady and later make their way to a larger retangular container. That larger container is known by most poeple by its common name, "the dumpster". However, hidden between a Creative Commons information flyer and a postcard from the Museum of the Weird I found one sketchnote that had escaped the fate of the others (one written on the back of one of the event's ubiquitous panel evaluation forms). You may be asking, "What good are sketchnotes if they are all sketch and no note?". A good question, that one.

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Promising to not make a habit of it (and thinking that I'll likely never do it again) I present art from my youth. I was 14 years old, or something thereabouts, and had asked my mother to drive me across town so I could meet my very first client. He was the owner of a business that was half costume rental and half custom screen printing, and he was contemplating creating a line of custom tshirts. I arrived with a stack of artwork I hoped he'd consider purchasing for his new endeavor. After roughly half an hour we shook hands and I returned to the car happily waving a check. No, Micky and Pluto viewed through Frank Frazetta-colored lenses turned out to be one design he did not want. It is, however, the only one of the designs I presented to him that hasn't fallen into a yawning chasm of forgetfulness forevermore nevermore to return.

Full disclosure: The color, the background, and the stretchy shadow were added many years later when the art was brought back into the light of day to be utilized in the creation of one of many downloadble desktop backgrounds. That was way back when 1024x768 monitors were something special and only rock stars and oil magnates owned them. But we've already spent too much time strolling down Memory Lane to be wandering off into that bit of desktop resolution history. THE END.