Thursday, February 26, 2009

February 26, 2009
Got a slow leak in my left front tire on the Ranger. Lugged out the air compressor and aired it up yesterday, but this morning it was way down again. So aired it up and then drove up to Tobias Automotive on Cave Creek Road. Left it, and hitched a ride from there with Chuck up to our offices. We're about a mile away.

Got a snotty letter from a reader of this blog. Scrawled on a printout of the "Music Is The Doctor" poster-posting were these words: "Yes, it is hard to believe that a bunch of old men could act like fools. Time to grow up fellas! It's 2009—nobody cares about your pathetic band."

I would only disagree with one point: it's not time to grow up just yet. Maybe next year or after the next heart attack, whichever comes first.

Here's yesterday's sketches:

These are Faces of Anguish, which will run in the opening sequence of the Mickey Free book.

"A bit of fragrance always clings to the hand that gives the rose."
—Old Vaquero Saying

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