Usual trip to D's tonight. It probably would have been more polite of me to socialize more, (although early in the evening I did have a fun discussion with Copic and Spoons about crazy particle physics stuff) but the people at the table before us left a basketful of crayons that their small child was using, and I was instantly reduced to the attention span and mental faculties of a small child by the presence of crayons. Oh, the delightful and garish colors. I couldn't resist sprucing up most of the sketches in my research/sketch/writing/todo list/whatever journal book thing.
Here's a pale shadow of Oscar from Liberty Meadows (mutter mutter Frank Cho being depressingly awesome mutter mutter):