Sunday Night Conversations, Part Whatever: The Zombie Apocalypse

My best friend and I were discussing current events and the rash of gruesome "zombie-like" attacks fueled by the drug "bath salts" came up. And he said:

 "As a purveyor of beautiful bath salts, I have to think, 'Is this something else for me to worry about?'"

I tried to explain that the drug in question was not made of actual bath salts and that people were using the term with quotation marks around it, and he came back with: 

"Zombies are not scrupulous in their use of quotation marks, Karen."

 And those are words to live by. 

The Ultimate Sunday Night Conversation

My friend was talking about a store meeting he gave and described his staff's reaction (ranging from support to "reverence" to frustration to anger, apparently) and announced,

"I'm the Kim Jong Il of social stationers."

I'm pretty sure I don't need to call him ever again because I don't think he's ever going to top that line.

If I Could Make This Link Sparkly, I Would

So my oldest and most helpful friend--who very conveniently studied graphic design while I was learning music theory--sat me down last week and got my portfolio cleaned up and got my portfolio site redesigned and up again.

Check it out: portfolio.karenkaminski.com

I even got a mention on her company's site, which she also designed! I am so going to have a job soon. (Hey, "Yes, We Can" worked for Obama, didn't it?)