I like to think I can be creative, even if I am just kidding myself.

First and foremost, there is this:

Robbie, much like Ziggy, plays guitar. He also writes a lot of third rate rock songs and records demos of all of them. That’s how he gets most of his creative ya-ya’s out. Playing guitar with a band is the most fun you can have without laughing*.

Robbie likes playing with cameras and pretending he’s creative through photography even though all he does is take crappy snap shots of everything. Once in a while he accidentally takes a photo that isn’t terrible, but those are very few and far between.

Robbie also gets to be creative with programming software but that doesn’t happen very often. He’s been a supervisor for about 10 years so he now lets his staff handle the creative stuff. Every now and then though he gets to sneak something into the works.

So there you go. I don’t know when this turned into a lame third person perspective kinda thing. Let’s blame David Bowie for that and move on with our lives.

Merry Creative Christmas.

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*That’s me paraphrasing Woody Allen, which makes me feel uber gross. I try not to associate with potential child molesters, but sometimes the line just fits and it has to be used.