typographer's candy store

Tell tale signs that I am obsessed with typography:

• My friend Kari sends me wonderful sites like Wordle and Spell with Flickr ... my kind of eye candy. I could play for hours making beautiful word clouds and letter combinations, testing favorite song lyrics and Bible passages.
• Everytime I walk down the street I look for Helvetica font on signage. Sometimes I call it outloud when I see it which my friends seem to love.
• Yesterday I received a support letter in the mail. My friend who sent it apologized for using Times New Roman.
• I edit text and change fonts in my mind when I am not at work.
• When I sing worship songs at church I am constantly seeing the lyrics in different fonts and colors in my mind.

shepherd dog

I have heard this band play on four different occasions since the war with Iraq started and each time I am met by their ability to bring me back to something personal, important, and revitalizing, a peace that feels like home. Thank you for another great show. If only all the summer could be as this night, cool summer breezes, song after amazing song.

overheard convo at REI

I was at REI on father's day, and I overheard the following conversation:
young daughter: "Dad, when are you gonna let me have an army knife?"
father: "Why do you want one, honey?"
young daughter: "I dunno... but when are you gonna let me, Daddy!?!"

summer meg-i-zeene

I ran around one of the lakes on Saturday, which was a welcome break in the middle of working on the 2nd annual edition of the summer magazine ... it is being printed now and will be passed out this weekend at worship services.

Summer Maaaaaaaagazine. Summer Megizeeeeeeeene. Oh, I am so glad to be done. While I love design even more through these past weeks, and encountered much support and help along the way, I am really exhausted and thinking I should not have stayed all night at church last Tuesday working on it. Who knows why I am wired to be most productive in the middle of the night. It is a great thing that every design job must come to an end.

Today I washed clothes and went to the grocery store and cooked real food and tried to remember what planet I am living on. Life begins again. Summer is here.

More days looking out at scenes like this are coming soon, I hope. Lord, you are good. Thank you for sustaining me. I pray the people will read and give you glory and enjoy you all summer as they gather together and get involved and depend on you for grace and faithfulness.