"Yes, I know." Ross said with an exagerratd air of nonchalance, and then added "I like to impress myself", rolling the rrrr.

Granted, but you translated it into the wrong language, so you get to do it all over again.

I wish this @!/*%?+ project was finished!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

A belated Happy B'day, Tom. Sorry i missed it yesterday.

andeciuala,

Unless the door and it's frame are carved from a large block of wood, or has been airbrushed, you wouldn't see the wood grain/texture running in the same direction on all the elements. For added realism, you need to think of the different pieces of wood that make up that component and apply your materials accordingly. Take the door frame, for instance: jambs (vertical pieces) would have the grain running in a vertical direction, whereas the head would have horizontal grain.

That looks great Solo. Another Podium rendering?

I envy you Solo, both your talent and the time you have to produce these.

Granted. He introduces the concept of the office tea boy to the United States. But he puts a southern twist on it - the office sweet-tea boy.
(for those who may not know, sweet tea is popular in the southern US - take about a gallon of tea and add an unwholsome amount of sugar, so that it is sickly sweet)

I wish happy holidays to all the forum members.

Yes, it was meant as a compliment.

If I'd seen that in another context, I'd mistake it for a photo of actual brass pieces.

Granted, but all his dreams, no matter how bizarre, come true for you.

I wish I didn't have to fax this twelve page addendum to thirteen parties.

I think your rendering looks great, Scott. The texture on the walls looks great - it wouldn't be my choice either, but if it's what the client wants....I think the blurred reflection is a nice touch.

Thanks. I will give it a whirl when I get a chance.

Granted, but they are all for AutoCAD Release 1, from 1982. And your company cannot afford to update them to a newer version.

I wish my next due date would be extended a few days.

...the all seeing and powerful Dr. Hagan. Dr. Bernard Hagan. Disguised as a mild-mannered school teacher, Dr. Hagan was actually head of a super secret Australian scientific agency working deep under the ice of Antarctica. Tired of being referred to as "down under," Australia was building the world's largest super magnet machine, the brainchild of Dr. Hagan. Once initiated, the machine would force all the World's compasses to point south. Down would suddenly be up. All the maps would have to be reprinted flipped. Australia would finally be "on top."

Bernard, noticing the alarming turn of events, smiled inwardly. He knew the war between tea and coffee was actually a boon to him. With the World's beverage drinkers focused on them, they were less likely to notice the odd going-ons at the South Pole. For instance, Antarctic penguins suddenly becoming "magnetized."

knew a financial secret few even suspected. The world's economy, nay, the very foundations of Western Civilisation itself, rested upon a bedrock of tea. Now that foundation was crumbling. Boo was correct to be worried. What would happen to him and the rest of the robber tea barons? Who could cause this? Boofredlay suspected the Coffee Consortium, headed by...

...chocolate-covered haggis. Mmmmmmmmmm Haggis." Feeling hungry for the minced sheep inards, Boofredlay made his way to the kitchen.

...devote his entire life to serving mankind and protecting office tea boys through the powers of SketchUp. In order to do this, he realized he must forgo all wordly distractions and vowed to live the rest of his life in complete, eternal celibacy. With that in mind, he pulled out his portable welding torch and titanium strips he happened to have in his pocket, and fashioned himself a permanent chastity belt. Full of self righteous goodness, Boofredlay turned to Kevin.....and found him gone. Where he once was, the shattered remains of a martini glass. In the distance, a coyote howled.

Quickly patching a few minor glitches on Kevin with duct tape, the mysterious yellow man, Tobobo, who really was more than meets the eye, quickly exited for Shangri-La, also known as Birmingham, UK.

Meanwhile, Gaieus the Hungarian Hit-man and his archnemisis Boofredlay are in a death struggle. The tall and powerfully built Ross saw an opening and...

Before he could finish his sentence, the Hungarian was interrupted by a voice behind him.
"Not so fast"!
Clenching his fists in rage, hitman Gaieus spun around cursing to see the fool who dared to interrupt him.
"Ah, it's my archnemisis, Boofredlaaaaaaaaay."

Meanwhile, hidden in the shadows, bidding his time, was a mysterious yellow man who was more than meets the eye. At last seeing his opportunity with the current commotion, he sneaked out and collected the pink pile that was formerly known as Kevin the Office tea Boy (whatever that is).

pretty cool, thanks