Probably the coolest farewell present ever..........



So last month I quit my gig at the NYPL- sometimes you just have to make some changes, but all that aside, it was a great excuse to head to the Ginger Man with my amazing staff and quaff a final beer together. At the bar they laid a serious bottle of Mexican cactus juice on me, and an official going away card built by Kang, one of my developers- Kang had been running some workshops with the staff on how to make pop-up stuff, and this is by far in my humble opinion, his greatest creation to date. Thanks dude! Adios.....y gracias.

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