I don't know where or how it got out, but the ian@ address for this domain is now getting a load of crap every day.

Oh well, the address wasn't one I used on a reguar basis and really doesn't need to exist.

This is a quick note to say I'm deleting the account.  email will bounce and no more spam. Brilliant.
 

Let me start this by saying I wasn't always a professional designer.  Sometimes I would take a job at a local tire shop just for a break.  Changing tires for me was an easy, repeatable, non-thinking task (like effective branding and marketing should be).  It's during one of the longer and more enjoyable stints at a place called 'On the Rim Again' that I met Old Joe.

In addition to tire changes during the day, I had been tasked with picking up and delivering guard dogs with Old Joe; something he'd already been doing it for a number of years.  I was just the new driver.  We delivered dogs to various locations across the city first thing in the morning and last thing at night for on-site K9 security. The vehicle? A custom built pickup truck with a number of enclosed kennels on the back of it.

Oh hell.

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Yay.