Touching Hearts in Brick City

So, Stefan Sagmeister came to speak at RIT last night. He packs a house. A good chunk of us couldn't find seats and the overflow room was completely full too-- he's definitely one of those rockstar graphic designers. He introduced his whole speech with a story about how he went to Coney Island to see some new jellyfish, how the exhibit sucked, and he ended up seeing "a sea cow, like a manatee only much uglier... who swam up in front of the dozen or so families that had gathered and gave itself a blowjob.
"Blowjob, blowjob, blowjob."

These photographs are terrible, but this is some of the quirky, sneaky, witty artwork that has been cropping up all over campus thanks to Sagmeister's visit. All the type geeks are coming out of hiding. And frankly, I'm just gushing with pride at having chose the right school.

And really, if someone made me a giant banner saying sorry, I'd take 'em back. Good luck to whoever wrote that...
And the bathrooms in the art buildings are just tons of fun...

"Why don't we do it in the road?" "On Penny Lane." "When?"

It might be the Nyquil/ Tylenol Cold medicine, but between the new pumpkin spice lattes at work, my snow boots that came in the mail today, and these crunchy leaves on the ground now, I'm feeling unbelievably content.

Good night.