I'm a design geek.

For breakfast, I analyzed the color swatches on the cereal box. At lunch, I was contemplating how long it took to airbrush that billboard model. I remember eyeing a mesmerizing magazine typeface, but couldn't help compulsively questioning the kerning.

When I came home for dinner, the sound of my shutter snap and turning dials opened a smile. By dessert, I had completely looped the perfect pacing of that new 30-second TV spot in my mind, visualizing how spotless the timeline for that easy-ease curvature must have been.

My midnight snack is a sharpie, framing an elaborate storyboard for this video that's been showing in my head all day. After that I'm going to catch some render zzzzs.

Some call me crazy. Others call me Dylan.

You can call me rosco.