And then I forgot it.
Curse my lack of remembering to carry around a notebook!
So I'm at B&N right now, thinking, trying to remember what it was I was going to post about.
While I think, let me show you some pictures of more stuff that I've painted. Bear with me. I'm going to remember what it was I wanted to tell you about.
Please forgive my dusty laptop.
And yes, it is a Dell. My father is a PC guy, to all you Mac people out there. I don't judge you, don't judge me, we can all get along. Okay? Okay.
And gosh darn it, I still can't remember. So let me show you some more pictures.
|As you can see, I painted a mustache on the sergeant. It's quite striking.|
This is kind of embarrassing. But I still can't remember. What I SHOULD'VE done is bring my digital recorder with me everywhere like I know I'm supposed to do as a conscientious writer. Unfortunately, I did not. Shoulda coulda woulda didn't.
Let's see... it was something about writing, darn it. And I haven't had anything about writing for a long time, and I was so pleased with myself. Because it was a good thought.
Any good thoughts about writing lately? Maybe you'll remind me in the comments.