I had much more ambitious plans for this one. But I was either monumentally sleep deprived or in the midst of some good old fashioned cramming, and hence needed to tone down the scope of this one a bit more.
Garrett might well be a senior partner here at last place. A couple days ago he turned 25, and to celebrate he drank 6 shakers of a notoriously strong mexican martinis. Devin was wearing some flannel thing, he kept telling Garrett to look at the pattern while he rotated it back and forth. Meanwhile I was calling it a magic-eye and making up all the stuff you can see in it. So, that’s where this came from.
Anywho, it was that picture in the background, just FYI, is a magic eye of Rodin’s The Thinker