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Drawing on a bar napkin from the Upper Deck
I envisioned a Roman marble bust while taking the Deck's everyday special, a shot of whiskey and a PBR. I always manage to lose bar napkins after I doodle on them. Sort of makes it feel like a miscarriage, losing the napkin. Well, a miscarriage of artistic gestation. This is one of the few babies that has survived. Sometimes, the mood to create artistic whoopi can occur on something as random as the styrofoam lid to my Mexican leftovers after a few cervezas.
Seated woman and hot sauce
love love love this post...makes me remember you so beautifully. the whole blog is great but this one especially made me smile
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