Slug Eaten Bits From The Past

I was rooting in the depths of our falling down garage and found a soggy, slug eaten pile of old papers from 20 years ago. They had been boxed a couple of house moves ago and long since dumped in the back of the garage. I found a couple of doodles from university days . . . .

This one obviously represents the great circle of life and how we all struggle to stamp our unique identity during our brief time alive. Or I was just bored during a statistics lecture.

This one is a concept showing how organised religion can destroy the preciousness that is innocence by introducing a fear of evil. Or I was still in that bloody statistics lecture.

I also found this snippet from a printer manual, obtained during my first ever job on telephone support for a computer company. Step three is vital!