Monthly Archives: March 2014
Posted: March 28, 2014
Our Dad, a veteran of World War II, carried a hand-stitched, leather coin pouch that he as likely picked up at his local Men’s Store as from a street vendor in Afghanistan, one of the many countries he lived in during his life. He used this rugged pouch to carry a cache of coins that could be distributed to delight a six year-old son who had spotted a bubblegum dispenser or to purchase a cup of coffee for a friend in need of a listening ear and a shoulder of support. That coin pouch exemplified a truism about Dad Holmes; he always had a little something set aside to give. Over several decades that pouch was opened thousands of times, and yet when he passed, every stitch had remained in place, the leather, though worn, held true.
When we embarked on the design process to bring a collection of leather wallets and a slim lined, but durable iPhone 5/5s case, we turned to Dad’s coin pouch for inspiration. The three Pad & Quill litmus tests we focused on were: superior craftsmanship, beauty in design and evoking history and adventure. These were all encapsulated in that one little coin pouch.
This slim-line iPhone 5/5s case is crafted by hand, from premium, full-grain leather. It’s a curious blend of avant-garde and old fangled
Spring is officially here, which means that a quarter of the year is already up. We’ve already seen a few of the things that Apple has done, but what are they planning on for the other nine months of this year?
“You should plan to be at the Pad & Quill headquarters by 11 on Friday, we are filming so you need to look cute? What? Don’t I always look cute? Here I thought Mr. PQ was a fan of flannels and jeans. But I digress. We are shooting some video footage as introduction to our new line of leather goods and iPhone cases, very exciting. Now back to cute, here’s where I need help, comprehensive, someone raids my closet and takes me shopping help. Help which assures me that 7 gray t-shirts and 3 pairs of jeans does not a wardrobe make. Don’t get me wrong, I do own other clothes. Mr. PQ is an amazing shopper, he buys me things. He even buys me outfits. I just don’t know what to do with the clothes on a day-to-day basis, and jeans and a t-shirt are seamless, especially when I can throw in my old leather kicks as an accessory. Solid, until the filming of a video arises. So, here is where my million-dollar idea kicks in.
Attention app developers, I need help. I want someone to write me an app that allows me to enter all of my clothes into a virtual closest, it needs a function where I can move the clothes to a dirty laundry bin so as to take them from “inventory” until I do a load of wash. Then I want to enter what I am doing that day, e.g. bookkeeping, personal training, trail running, house cleaning, or date night with hubby. I also want to be able to enter my mood, e.g. “a little crabby, it’s that time of the month” or “spring baby!” Or “be at the warehouse at 11 and look cute and don’t be nervous” The app would compile that data and shoot me out a few possible options. Like this on my Pintrest page.
Retailers could make a fortune as they could post little ads
We’ve had some moody menfolk in the Pad and Quill household of late, and what a span of moods it is. I’m beginning to agree with the fifteen year old who contends that men do indeed have a monthly cycle. Mr. PQ is simply thrilled to have booked reservations at both of Tyler Florence’s restaurants in the San Francisco area at the end of this month. Mr. PQ’s man crush on Tyler is so pervasive I’m beginning to wonder if I should worry. Forty years of learning have taught me to wield a paring knife reasonably well but Brian is never going to see this any time soon.
At the other end of the spectrum sits the thirteen year old who had the audacity to get sulky on our recent holiday to the beaches of Florida. Notwithstanding the fact that we had escaped a week of sub zero, snowy days, he also had 6 days away from school, days in which the most pressing decision was whether to swim in the pool or the ocean. His angst centered on his inability to craft the sand castle he wanted and his consternation that his mom could sculpt a sea turtle that passerby’s stopped to photograph. What he failed to recognize is that his mom has a lot more years of experience working with her hands and crafting things. His angst afforded me a moment to encourage him in working hard and practicing the things he enjoys, while recognizing there will always be someone who is more craftier, more able, more intuitive, more intelligent then you, and that you do well to learn from them.
The iPhone 5 and its subphones have been out for a while now, with only rumors and whispers surrounding the release of the iPhone 6. So, for now, iPhone users have to content themselves with either the iPhone 5, 5s, or 5c. But with three different versions of the same number, what exactly separates each one?
When you put the word “naked” and “Mrs PQ” in a post you generally get my attention. This occurred last week when I read Kari’s latest post. Now of course, I thought this was going to be a bit more salacious and less about throwing Mr PQ under the bus. While I can handle these jabs by my lovely wife, I could not let this post go without some type of reasonable response.
Let’s start with her bedroom differentiation. Not what your thinking. Yes, it is true I do like to listen to an App with white noise as I fall asleep. I find it soothing. She stated that she would prefer to open the window a crack and listen and/or feel the outdoors, free of technology. Yeah…she likes to feel the outdoors alright. Did she mention she cracks the window when it’s 20 BELOW ZERO? I swear I’ve woken up with a layer of hardened frost on my blanket. She’s apparently trying to bring the “outdoors” into the “indoors”…in the middle of winter. I’ll take my App over these living conditions any day.
Regarding my “over” enjoyment of my Pebble watch, I do find my Pebble quite handy and it has some awesome watch faces. What Mrs PQ is failing to mention is her forgetful, no, inability, no just out-and-out refusal to answer her iPhone. Our entire staff and our 4 young quills all know the only way to get ahold of her is by text, as she will rarely answer a call. It’s even gotten to the point where our own children can mimic (in perfect intonation and cadence) her voice mail message. There is one sneaky way to get ahold of her by iPhone though…you time your call when she is driving in the car as she has no clue how to shut off her bluetooth handsfree setup.
I believe this post almost serves as an intervention to Kari, from the kids, husband, and employee’s. We would love if she occasionally answered