LIVESTREAM SCHEDULE CHANGE:  This week’s livestream, initially scheduled for Thursday May 17th, will now take place on Friday May 18th.  There will be no livestream on Thursday.  I apologize for the schedule change.

Now back to your regularly scheduled programming.

Even though I know I shouldn’t, I am still caught off guard when random strangers come up and talk to me.  The above comic is nearly word for word a conversation I had with a stranger at the post office this week.

After the “do you draw your own porn” question left his mouth, I actually didn’t answer; I laughed it off, said a quick goodbye and left as fast as I could.  Once I was out the door, however, the question lingered in my mind.

Do you draw your own porn?

Honestly, as much as I thought about the question during the walk home, I really can’t even imagine someone doing that.  Like, if the artist is drawing porn that he himself is interested in, wouldn’t he get horny and… take  a lot of breaks while drawing?

Furthermore, if say, just the sketch, or the idea of the sketch was enough to get a rise out of him, why draw the porn at all?

Thankfully, my internal conversation was cut short by fiddling through my small army of keys in order to open the door.

So I’m heading to Rich’s for taco night tonight (it’s currently Wednesday), and Rich, who is a big fan of the New York Rangers mentioned that they were playing tonight.  Here’s the text conversation we had:

Rich:  Hockey tonight as well!

Me:  Man, the satans are totally gonna float the ice and dunk the most finish lines.

Rich:  Not if the archers sack them first!

Me:  Perhaps, but you know we have the most relentless mine setters.  The archers don’t stand an ant’s chance in a rotisserie pavilion.

Rich:  Best.  Hockey.  Discussion.  Ever.

Me:  What the $&%# is hockey?

I thought you guys might appreciate that.  If the above conversation didn’t make any sense to you, don’t fret!  When Richard starts to talk about the finer points of hockey, I don’t understand too much either.

Finally, my friend Cynthia found a page from one of her notebooks that I doodled on in college!  Neat-o!  I must say I really miss scribbling on peoples’ notes.