While cleaning out what was formally a guest room to make way for an office, Mike found this embarrassing doodle in a sketch book. In early 2010, I started drafting my Halloween costume that I never got around to.
Apparently I wanted to be Twitter for Halloween. Not quite a sexy Twitter, but a well-polished one.
Mike handed this sketch to me and I was a mix of embarrassed and shocked that he went through my sketchbook. At least he didn’t find my drawings of —
- Twitter logo is old logo.
- I can’t draw heels.
- I’m not sure why I thanked @SpoCool for Sangria.
- I apparently stabbed myself with a pencil.
- I referenced my old employer.
- I can’t draw hands.