Every once and awhile as I’m sending off a new design to be approved by that weeks group of marketers that are currently in power, I think back to when I was in lobster fisherman’s school. How crazy it would be to go back and tell that bright eyed and sea soaked kid that all of his dreams will go nowhere and he will end up using “computers” to make things for people to look at on the “internet.” He would probably just burst his emergency squid ink pouch in my face and dive back down into the lobster trenches for safety. Those were the days.