To compete with a man who paints birds.

I drive around a lot.

Mostly for work.

Sometimes for home.

Always for fun.

With this year’s photo project in mind, I’ve been keeping an eye out for places to nap.

Places like this…

I saw a sofa one day that had flown off a truck and landed in the middle of the right-hand lane of the interstate.

I lamented that the Year of Naps had not yet begun.

Because I would have rocked the fuck out of a nap on an interstate sofa.

It even had one of those reclining end sections.

It would’ve been glorious.

But alas, it is gone now.

You better believe the next one is mine.

Yesterday was a long day of blowing my nose and running errands for clients.

Today is looking to be more of the same.

But I’m hoping to squeeze in some comic time.

Mmm… comics.

See ya’ tomorrow.

More soon. ~SC