I've been sitting on two separate stacks of old business cards.
One of them, an outdated pile of maybe a hundred or so, is adorned with the words "Business Cards are FREE at vistaprint.com" on the back - with the same capitalization scheme that is often seen in black market pharmacy emails as they try to move their inventory of bootleg Viagra. I make a conscious effort to never let anyone see the spammy text on the back; I never really handed them out. Nowadays, I drop them into every bucket at every restaurant I go to, hoping to one day win the free "Lunch for 4!" and therefore come out ahead of the minimal costs I put into having the free cards shipped to me. And when I got an email saying that I won a free pizza party for 20 at my favorite barcade, I felt a wonderful sense of redemption.
The second pile I received from Rot10 Apparel, a clothing line I had worked for in the past. We had road tripped from Chicago to Las Vegas for Hip Hop International, where we were vendors at the week long competition and showcase. These creative business cards were cut diagonally, possibly the most innovative design I had seen to this point. The dimensions were designed to cause the card to always stick out when mixed in a pile of standard 3.5 x 2 inch American business cards. My Rot10 card was the default card I handed out on meeting new people, and my rapidly dwindling supply is the evidence to prove it.
But those cards contained only my phone number. Useful for pseudo-acquaintances and as a joke pickup line at a bar, but not so much for my art. The minimalism that was valued in their design provided no other contact information than my digits.
I just kept putting off designing my new card for months at a time, scraping for every excuse to just not do it.
Finally, I started working on it.