Helvetica

I watched a very interesting documentary last night about the sans-serif type font called Helvetica.

Yes, I watched an 80 minute movie about a font that most NORMAL people don't even realize is literally all around them. And you know what, in spirit of writing this, I think I will change my font right in the middle of writing. This my friends, is Helvetica. Who knew right? I do now, that's for sure. Now when I say that it is literally all around us, I mean literally all around us. Road signs, companies, this blog... everything. Why is it though? Well, my best advice to you is to go watch the movie. Honestly it was pretty damn good. But it got me thinking about some things. As they go on to explain certain things about why the font is used so much, it made me think of the personal choices I make on certain fonts. Why the hell do I use the default font on this blog? Why in God's name do they only offer eight different types of font on this blog? I mean aren't we supposed to be expressing ourselves?

One of the main reasons I use the default font, which just so happens to be Arial , is because I had no clue that I could even choose on this damn page until, oh, about a minute ago. But even if I did, my brain is so used to teachers and professors beating into my skull to use Times New Roman, that I would have probably chosen that anyway. So to be honest, my sense of font style is a bit lackluster. This actually explains a lot. My sense of ACTUAL style is pretty dull as well. You are looking at the guy that actually wore a plain white t-shirt and jeans every day to school for about three years. It has not really changed much from that either. I would like to think I have grown up a bit in my sense of clothing though. I actually wear color now. But I digress.


Also, they didn't really explain why certain fonts have been created, but I sure as hell would like to find out why Wingdings was created. First off, who the fuck uses it and what the hell is it for. Just to prove a point, I am going to make a simple sentence even a toddler could read.

In Helvetica
The man pet the dog.

See, that wasn't so bad. Let's try it again.

In Wingding

Hell, that even has a period at the end. Apparently, a period is a damn mailbox. I think a future blog in all Wingding is in store. I mean, it only makes sense to do it. It shows style and grace, and that's what I'm all about. Obviously I'm joking... Without looking up the origin of Wingding, I think I know how it came about. I honestly think it was made by some perverted dude who was obsessed with Egyptian culture. I mean, that's what Wingding says to me.

So what have we learned today, kids?


1) I take chances on potentially very boring films.
2) I have no sense of style in just about anything I do.
3) Wingding is baffingly useless.
4) I have waaaaaaaaaaay too much time on my hands. Clap clap.
5) I just referenced Styx for some reason.