My drawing abilities have crawled in a hole in a meadow of holes and it's going to take me some time to find them. Some might argue why bother...others may suggest this in an opportunity for me to focus on other pursuits...and then there might be a few who will celebrate my hiatus by going on a bender. Whatever. It's not fun to have meager talents and be left with little more than self-pity when they disappear.

I just learned my lovely friend Jaronna has viral meningitis which is by far better than bacterial meningitis -- the latter will eat your brain effectively dashing your dreams of being a Samba champion. She is so lucky. Don't you love when something crappy happens to someone and somebody will say how fortunate that something even more shitty didn't happen to them? Speaking of shitty, I think a person exposes themselves to the risk infected meninges by touching poopy holes or licking public toilet seats or having intercourse with feral donkeys. Or someone can just cough in your face and you're screwed for two weeks.

Happy day two of Hanukkah. I was telling my daughter the story of eight-day-oil-miracle and my wife ridiculed me. I think tomorrow night is the night my wife places my daughter's wish list in an old shoe on the window sill and the elfen fairy will take it to St. Nick for fulfillment. Good luck.