There is something about street vendors. I love drawing them and for some reason, I attribute a knowingness to them. Maybe because they are always in the mix of it all, and watching everyone.
I took a family day today, back at it tomorrow and look forward to writing more then.
Thanks for being here.
You’ve probably heard part of this joke but perhaps not the full version.
What did the Zen Buddhist monk say to the hotdog vendor?
Make me one with everything.
That’ll be $5 please.
The monk hands the vendor a $20 bill and after waiting a bit, asks Where’s my change?
The vendor replies, Ah, change must come from within.
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Have a happy day everyone!