avram | It sounds like yodeling, and then Popeye sings the bridge

I don’t know who this guy is; he looks like a surly cross between Burl Ives and Mr. Mxyzptlk. (If you were a cross between Burl Ives and Mr. Mxyzptlk, you’d be surly too.)

I spent a good chunk of the day being mopey, bailed on exercising, ate food that was bad for me, hung out at Ground for a couple of hours, got only a little sketching done and none of that really constructive.

On the up side, I got my drawing table cleared off (which took much less time than I expected). Actually, it’s not entirely clear, but all that’s on it is art stuff. I could get painting on very little notice, which is the idea.

I also picked up a couple of little (5x7 inch, gallery edge) canvases at Hudson County Art Supply. The shop’s doing well enough that the owner is planning to expand.

And I visited a doctor yesterday, for the first time in a few years. Just a check-up. It didn’t take ten minutes for the doctor to say to her assistant “You can hold him down, and I’ll hit him.” I just have that effect on women.

I got a tetanus booster, ’cause I hadn’t had one in a couple of decades. I understand it’s supposed to hurt for a day or two after, but I don’t feel it. I hope that doesn’t mean there’s something wrong. In other news, my blood pressure is pretty good, and not just good-for-a-fat-guy good, but just plain good.

[ prosthetic gods ]