I'm on a role, feeling confident. Yesterday evening on my way back from Chandler I stopped by the coffee shop. I needed a little quiet time and some inspiration. I sat at a table by the window and sketched my surroundings. I had some pastel pencils and I was feeling colorful. I also drew the barista from Coffee Slingers. What a character. They use red tumblers, it sticks with you
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Today Norman was blessed with another day of fabulous weather. I washed my car, removed some Halloween decorations and took a stroll on my bike. I stopped by the park and did some more sketching. [Beware] I started thinking about the cars I saw yesterday and the idea of 'American Muscle.' In conclusion:
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I don't think I left much to the imagination. I guess that's a sign I'm sure, similar to working crosswords in pen. Solace through vulgarity.
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