So I’m back at The Citadel, getting ready for a new year of the old job — medieval literature professor and all that — but I come back from Colorado with a new job, too. The preparation for it has been a big reason for my silence this summer, in addition to the fact I spend a good chunk of my time too far out in the wilds of the West to have internet or even (gasp!) cellular service, of course.
If you know me only as a writer or a professor, the new job surely will sound strange. My brother and I — and our saintly patient wives — are for at least a while slipping into management of the family business that our dad started as a “hobby” in his retirement: 4xGuard.
We’d already been doing some work for 4xG — redesigning its website and logo, working through new product design, and just generally talking through issues as they came up — but things are much more official now. Yes, I am now collecting a paycheck to help design and sell skidplates and other off-road accessories for Jeeps.
Strange for a specialist in medieval literature, I suppose, though it does sort of make sense when you think about it. After all, what 4xGuard makes is simply the modern equivalent of this:
The new job means a bit less free time in my life, obviously, but it’s also something I really enjoy doing. Plus, well, it gives me a good excuse to build new goodies for my Commander. It’s work, right?
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#1 by kate - August 9th, 2010 at 18:26
Very cool!
I am confused about one part of your post.
“The new job means a bit less free time in my life”
Exactly when did you have any free time to begin with? Or are you counting sleep as “free time”?
#2 by Lloyd Tarr - August 12th, 2010 at 12:46
That logo is almost as good as the one you did for Orca Pool Service.
#3 by Michael Livingston - August 14th, 2010 at 20:08
Sleep is free time, sure. Plus, there’s those five minutes before dinner that I never know what to do with…