I ran into my friend Najeeb, who I met when I interviewed to work at Pixar
(when I still lived in Cambridge), at the coffee shop tonight. I had gone to
draw, he had gone to draw, so we joined forces against our mutual drawing
-stage-fright and I knocked these out. It was relaxing compared to my
previous cafe experience of the day, which involved calling an ambulance
to stick some fluid in the drunk man who had been sleeping at one of our
tables for several hours, and who had on his person two empty pints of vodka
and a hospital wristband.