I lost my sketchbook. It was the most devastating thing since...since........Michael Jackson's death I suppose. I have a feeling it is with someone somewhere in the city if San Diego. I am bitter and disappointed, but mostly just sad. There are some fantastic drawings in there that will never see the light of day. BUT, I most recently found random pictures I took of a couple of those. They are terrible quality, but it's all I have of my beloved sketchbook. From now on, I write my name and phone number in them. ALWAYS.
