The weather is terrible right now here in Nashville. It’s like I am back in Eugene. Freezing rain, ice, wind. Maybe the same tomorrow. I can’t ride my bike in this weather! The days before this were just lovely–springtime in the South, just as I imagined. Blossoms on the trees, warm and breezy, quaint (rich) neighborhoods alive with schoolchildren and old ladies, and lots of dogs. Then I sat on the porch with rolled up pants and played guitar and smoked a cigarette. I wish I had had my straw hat.

Enough fluff. I finished a new job yesterday. This one was a doozy. The copy contained only four words. The client wanted a tropical beach feeling. He wanted it landscape format. On chipboard. One would think only four words would be nice and easy, but not true. So, this job was for a house in the Bahamas. This house is called Watercolor. He is giving it to the people who bought the house (did he sell it?) Um, but he is getting 100 posters because that is our minimum order. At two colors it is $3.00/poster. Strange, strange. But I prevailed and designed a simple beach-feeling-with-tropical-colors-and-a-palm-tree poster that I think he will be happy with. He is from Ohio. Remember that Best Western bartender from Ohio from a couple weeks back? That state must be a weird place.

Another interesting thing–well, a lot of interesting things happen at Hatch Show Print–happened today. A well-to-do older gentleman walked into the shop looking to inquire about our place of business. He saw our showcase at the airport. He’s in the print business. He researched us on the internet shortly afterward and found out we have a Meihle press. Well, he comes in and tells us he owns the company that has owned Miehle for 80 years. Jim takes him back to the press, where Dan is currently running the thing. So, this thing was built in 1946, it’s a monster, a beaut, and it can crank out a thousand-poster run in no time. Only Dan knows how to operate it, and he’s retired! It goes when he goes. It sounds like an old milk truck rattling down some dusty, bumpy southern road while perhaps little children ride bicycles around it in dizzying circles. Check it out.