A few weeks ago I drove (and drove and drove) to the edge of the planet, also known as north-western Peoria. I came to the outskirts of human civilization where they have no streetlights, on an adventure, or several adventures rolled into one. Adventure One: Purchase something on Craigslist. Is this a good way to get murdered? Yes.
The murderer named "Angel" had an overhead projector and I needed it for Adventure Three (Adventure Two was driving to the land of the lost, where traffic sometimes goes in and doesn't come out). Angel, the murderer, turned out to be quite friendly. His children were delightful.
Harris (the projector) and I, having made friends during our homeward odyssey, arrived home all fired up to undertake Adventure Three: build a little studio in my garage so that I can start DRAWING AGAIN! Yesss. I gave up all arty pursuits when I gave up being an art major, but the time had come for Sam and her graphite pencil to reunite and take the garage by storm with creativity and over-head-projection-cheating.
I'm pretty excited about my new little hobby, especially now that I'm not being graded on it. I'll post my projects on my brand new little blog. I haven't any finished ones yet, so here is a picture of my "studio," notice Harris smiling like dork in the corner.