All Thumbs

Darned fat thumbs…can’t type properly. The Hell am I supposed to keep up to date with my Twitterstream if I can’t even send a text message? Stoopid phone.

Cheek to Jowl

Should have brought an iPod, or a book. Or waited until the trains quieten down a bit. Didn’t. Probably won’t next time either. Stinkin’ crowds.

Blue Diamonds

After work, daylight savings have come in. Everyone is a bit flat in the evenings on the train.

Now Listen Here

Let me tell you: I know a thing or two. These young guys with their computers and their MBAs, what do they know? Nothing. Well, maybe that’s not entirely true but the point is, you can’t match experience. It’s all about people. Who you know and how to deal with them. Soft skills, they call it. What’s soft about that? You can’t get what I’ve got from books you know.

Weezer

A series of rapid, 30 second sketches of people I drew as the train whizzed past their stations (I was on the train). The speech bubbles are courtesy of Weezer, which I was listening to on the iPod. I still think their first album is the best.