One of my brothers printed up some small books of my material.

      The best one was the napkin art book on the right.  I wrote the text for it in an hour and a half through a gmail chat box.
       I brought the books up to the bar for a week, but there wasn't much interest in them.

 I always like to have my toy animals around for fun, and I like to take both non-flash and flash pictures of them.

      It is amazing to see the different effect the flash can have.

       "The Mystery of The Coffee That Everyone Gives Me for Real Cheap" and "The Mystery of The Extra Chair".  Fun inside the bar kind of jokes.  People that know what these napkins refer to are more amused than those who do not.

      They are supposed to be set-up like mystery book covers.

       I want to paint the background blue, with yellow for the type.

     This woman had a lot of energy, using her hands to talk.  I caught the moment, and gave it to them.  They liked it so much, they gave me five bucks, which was cool. 
      I didn't initially do it for the money, I just thought they were nice people.
      It happens from time to time, when good folk make an impression on me.
      I am filled with so much hate at times, that I feel I owe the people that actually give me a good feeling.