Instead of wasting my Friday night on idle foolishness, I decided to do something really meaningful and constructive. But that plan fell through, so I went on the sketchcrawl. I could hardly not do it, since it began right across the street from my apartment, at Cogan's, and also since one of the ringleaders was holding my graphics pen as ransom. That's him with the goatee in the above photo, and that's some of his artwork on the wall behind him, thoughtfully blown up by yours truly. I'll get around to posting some of my sketches as soon as I find my scanner--how do you lose a scanner? I swear, if it weren't attached, I'd lose my--- hey!