It was oddly warm yesterday here in New York. I don't get it; just last Sunday I was freezing my face off and darting in and out of storefronts, just trying to make it up 5th Ave to the Brooklyn Target. My nose was like a faucet. It sucked. And yesterday it was warm. 60 degrees. Next week it'll probably be cold again and the week after that, a hurricane.

I drew like 6 pages in my sketchbook yesterday.

Go into a studio Thursday for some photoshop freelance. It's mind numbingly boring but the day rate is pretty ka-ching so I can deal.

OK


OK


What the FUCK is that clanging?

I like a whole shit load of things.


I cannot think of what those things are at the moment.