Entry 157: My Name
Back in grade school, I remember my P.E. teacher calling me David. Granted, I was never physically apt in any way to warrant his attention, so I was ok with that blunder. But I never fancied it when I was called Danny.
That would be a terrible header: Danny Cantu II. Ugh.
Rarely am I given that nickname, since I usually dismiss it, but from time to time I'll be fine with Dan. But over the past week I was constantly being called Danny that I was urged to remedy this nonsense by finally decorating my safety vest with my name.
The design process was simple and fun; I think it took about an hour or two to finalize the details. I have a keen interest in the sleek and slender Art Deco style, including their fonts.