i am a sensitive artist

Last night at The Raven (which I just can’t love – every time I go there, I am disappointed with the food and the regulars are dicks; we need a new place to hang out), I got bored and started to doodle. By the time we left, I had drawn our whole group:

the resemblance is uncanny

Starting from the top:

  • Shan, wearing big earrings and reading a book
  • Reilly and his chin scruff, playing the guitar
  • Ed chewing on a straw
  • Sharon, cheering for some reason
  • The server who delivered my pizza (plus a hat, and steam)
  • Me in my awesome Hello Kitty hat
  • Josh and his mighty beard playing on his iPad-sized iPhone
  • Miranda knitting
  • Darren doing the helicopter with a piece of bacon in lieu of his penis

Oh yeah. I’m totally channeling Da Vinci up in here.

2 thoughts on “i am a sensitive artist

  1. I’m going to the Raven tomorrow (yay, Groupons and similar schemes) for the first time in years, and the first time ever in the evening. Sorry to hear it’s full of dicks (in the bad way) – I’ve only ever been during the day, on my way back from hiking / kayaking adventures in Deep Cove when everyone was all happy and starving for nachos (they do very good nachos IIRC).

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