1. Fun camping trip this weekend. 

     

  2. I’ve been spending a lot of evenings outside reading and am joined nearly every time by this good looking guy.

     

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  4. We had 3 major presentations last week. Not small meetings, but big, honest-to-god design presentations, including beer packaging concepts for a popular Indianapolis brewery, identity design options for a new brewpub, and initial website directions for a start-up e-commerce store. 

    We’re a small shop and always stay busy, but have never had this many big presentations converge at once. We handled the workload well, we always do, and maybe it’s because every single presentation went perfectly, but this has put me in a happy, reflective mood. 

    One of my favorite parts of running this small business is making people happy. I love when clients laugh and smile upon seeing their logo. When they stand up to get a closer look at something. When they have a hard time sitting because they’re so excited. When they ask if they can keep what we showed, even if it’s just a junky beer can mockup.

    This is shaping up to be an incredible year for CODO.

     

  5. I awoke at 3 in the morning to several pans crashing on the kitchen floor. I went to investigate and found Ernie, our one-year-old black cat, pawing at a mouse. He’s a mouser, a good one. And I swear we don’t live in squalor, but Ernie’s killed nearly ten mice in the 3 years we’ve lived in this house. Normally we’re happy when he gets one, but last night’s catch was a pain. 

    Ernie has a habit of toying with the mice he catches. Rather than killing them outright, he’ll bat them around, letting them escape only to recatch them. He’s effective, so I don’t want to critique his tactics too much, but a couple months ago, he was playing with a mouse and I was forced to step on it before it ran under the fridge. I’m a hunter and am no where near squeamish, but smashing that little guy put me in a sour mood for weeks. 

    I had no interest in doing that again, so last night I tried to get Ernie to release the mouse so I could scoop it into a trashcan. Ernie’s response was to puff up and let out a guttural snarl. This would’ve been impressive if I wasn’t stark naked holding a trashcan and an empty beer can in the middle of my kitchen at 3am. 

    Anyway, after 2 minutes of this, I chased Ernie into the bathroom and shut the door. I had to get up early, figured he’d he’d kill the mouse sometime over the next few hours and that I’d clean everything up in the morning. 

    However, when I opened the bathroom door at 8am, it looked like a bomb had gone off. Everything was knocked off the counter. Three toilet paper rolls were shredded beyond any usable form, the shower curtain was ripped, and, AND Ernie had shit in the bathtub. 

    And that’s not even the best part. During all of this wanton destruction, Ernie had neglected to kill the mouse. So in addition to cleaning up after the cat, I still had to catch the mouse and release it outside. 

    I’m just glad I didn’t have to step on it. 

     

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  7. Oh, hey.

     

  8. My potatoes have been completely ravaged by slugs. I spent each afternoon in early June, manually pulling them off and squishing them but just couldn’t keep up. It was a rainy month and when the potatoes finally fell over, the slugs descended (ascended?) in droves.

    I’m kicking myself for being so lazy about it, too. This was a busy month at work and I kept putting off mixing up an organic spray, or setting beer traps.

    Now, I’m not holding out too much hope for these. Some of the plants are actually brown and dead-looking like they should be at the end of the season near harvest time. 

     

  9. A wee watermelon. 

     

  10. Been eating a lot of small meals from the garden this month. The bush beans are prolific, as usual.