A few months back I had the pleasure of going to prison… to talk to inmates about the sketch club. I can now check that off of my list of things I can’t believe I did. They were sweet guys, and they really enjoyed the drawing. This was not one of those guys, but he looks like he could have been. I’m not sure how he got there, perhaps it was for punching puppies? Or maybe he was there to talk about sketch club but they didn’t believe him when he said it was time to go? I know the thought crossed my mind! You know there’s something up when they can’t remember where they put the guest book. I had fun at least.