I am totally not ready to start the 1954 Topps cartoons. I thought I would have time to get 'er done on a day off but I slept in because I could, worked for a while because I had to, chased after the kids for a while because I was unfortunate enough to get laid at some point in my past and then had to take the rugrats to a birthday party where one of them was forbidden to have fun because of some transgression this morning. I took the sketch pad with me to the Chuckie Cheeze and drew Mr. Topps while one child ran around like a maniac and the other one sulked while doing homework.
Some random worker at the Cheeze Factory made my day by coming up to me and saying she noticed I was sketching and asked if I drew for anyone. I told her that it was just a hobby and she said I was really good. I went into bashful mode, she went on with her duties and about five minutes later when I realized someone actually gave me a complement I started floating around the room. Thanks, Miss Chuck E Cheese sweeper upper!
Now its the time when I let it go to my head and start acting like a temperamental Arteest. You peasants will get 1954 Topps cartoons when I feel like it!