K8em Designs

Description: Where do pagers go when they die? Are looking down on us from technology heaven? Circulating the world in a sea of space junk? Will they join all the pay phones and vhs players? How about the disposable cameras and floppy disks- Are they there too?

Description: Watch out! Corn is falling and the chickens come running!

Description: Oh how I miss you, my portable sports Walkman. No matter how many times I dropped you, you played on. My favorite mix tapes and sometimes even the radio- keeping me company on walks, bus -subway-train rides, as I transversed the world in blessed teenage independence.

Description: “This is the return of the space cowboy” Jamiroquai Times that are heavy need moments of uplift. Let these two pups help wrangle you up some intergalactic joy- apply as needed and do consult with your doctor if any side effects occur.

Description: The gang is all here… sweet nostalgia for a time when we were both connected but detached. Nothing pinged- interruptions were limited to a buzzing of your pager and excitement awaited you when you walked through the door- seeking a blinking light on your answering machine.

Description: Look over there! It’s a bird, it’s a plane! It’s the national bird of France- A rooster soaring over Paris! Merveilleux!!

Description: Hold up now- is that a tasty patch of strawberries?

Description: Have you ever tried to talk to and/or teach teenagers? Did you know that when they are having fun they still look at you like this? It’s a mystical journey and I am here for it!