I'm sitting in the Editorial planning meeting today, paying attention as usual. I started doodling this nice, benign Native American. He started out as just a pair of eyes but before I knew it he had a head band and braids.
Now, that was OK. We were talking about information graphics for the Olympics and the planning was going smoothly. Then my hand was gripped by some mysterious force and these big, baggy blank eyeballs appeared below Tonto and took on it's own life. (or death as the case may be)
I mean how bizzare? That this odd couple would end up neighbors on a page from my notepad. Makes me wonder what's wrong with me. What's going on in that head of mine.
Boy, just look at all the notes I took!