Let me see . . . Hmm. Who can I blame for this fine mess? What began as a face forward drawing ended up reversing itself before I had time to think it through. When inspiration comes you gather rosebuds while you may. Right off the bat I heard a whispered warning, "You're gonna get in trouble if you draw the Simone shorter than the balance beam," and I call it a balance beam with mirth. I know it's a table with long leg. The thing is, I don't enjoy tossing almost perfectly good cartoons since I decided not to be such a perfectionist. See where I tried to disguise my biggest part of the mess with my sig? Ha! And Simone's hands look like she has vitiligo; no I'm not being cruel. My brother has vitiligo.
I'm having so much fun competing with myself to see how many envelopes I can finish before the Games are over. So you see, I don't have time for a single re-do. I have so many drawings fighting to escape my brain in search of life on paper! I got ahead of myself! There's an envelope that came before this one. Dang it! It's just . . . well, this one was so funny. It's the funniest thing to happen on my way to the Olympics Mail Arena.
Stay tuned . . . It'll all be over soon.