I bought a new sketchbook and some pens. It’s got that new sketchbook smell. If you’d like me to draw something ecks-specially for you then say the word. Just don’t say “ecks-specially” around C. It infuriates her almost as much as superfluous quotation marks in restaurant signage.
Now I have to take my car for an emissions test and try to be intimidating enough that the jokers there won’t fabricate some “repairs” necessary for it to pass. I wouldn’t mind paying for this biyearly piece of light theater if the funds actually went towards environmental protection.
Lachrimaestro 