State of Confusion
or: Hello, I Must Be Going
It's into the vaults we go. I'm in the process of moving. Every thing's in a condition of complete disarray. I suppose I could find my desk under all the mess but, some fool has boxed up the scanner and, as I'm the only one here, that fool must be me... D'oh!
Have a sketch from the thrilling days of yesteryear...
Happy Trails
Smitty