Karolina: It smells like maple syrup.
Maori: You’re welcome.
Karolina: Did you eat something with Maple syrup?
Maori: No, I just thought I’d take credit.
A minute passes, Ben walks by.
Karolina: Is that you?
Maori: NO! I still take credit.
Five minutes later Zach walks by.
Zach: It smells like maple syrup in the weirdest places in this building.
on the train yesterday. Am I getting less subtle? This seems to be happening more frequently than not. Yesterday I was drawing an interesting old man across from me, you know, with lots of fun face wrinkles and excessive eyebrow hair and whatnot. Anyway, some lady stood in front of my target, obscuring my view. Normally, to avoid detection, I draw a few people simultaneously so they don’t notice me staring at them, but my target was sleeping, so it didn’t matter. It’s sort of annoying when there is a fun person to draw and someone stands in front of them, but as it is public transportation, I don’t really care…. trains are crowded…Fact. There is no possible way this lady could have known my annoyance, but I still get annoyed, and in so doing, usually draw the obscurer either uglier or exaggerated, which puts my slight annoyance to productive use. Anyway, the drawing I did of her was bad, and she moved shortly after and I was able to draw the people across from me once more. I didn’t pay attention to where she went, engrossed as I was in my drawing and in my audiobook. I hear from her, sitting next to me, “Did you draw me?” in a rather combative tone. I feign innocence (of course), and go, “oh… where were you?” and look around… in compliance of the innocent that I am. Her, pointing to where she was: “There.” Me: “Oh…. no.” Her: “I guess not… They’re good though.” Crisis averted. It’s a good thing I did a poor drawing of her, she didn’t recognize herself!