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In classic Disaster Magnet style, I hit a deer while on the seven-hour drive home from New York City on I-80W Saturday night. I feel very sad about it even though there was nothing I could have done differently - since the deer had already been hit by a semi truck when it came flying across the road into my lane. The last thing I saw was his face. I wish I hadn't, because I think I will be haunted by it for a long time. I drew this when I got home.

Still in Philadelphia. After a long day of work, I drank two beers at a bar/restaurant called The Khyber Pass. The significance of the bar is that it was the place I first saw Turin Brakes - it is fondly recalled as one of the most memorable days of my life. After the 14-block trek back to my hotel, all I wanted to do was sleep, but I remembered I still had to do my drawing, so I pulled out the sketchbook and my pen, and drew this "scary Halloween" lamp in my hotel room. (It reminded me of some of my drawings.)