I found this in one of my old half full comp books. It predates this blog by about 3 months. I can remember who was sitting at the table when I drew it at Cadillacs. I don’t remember the conversation very well because I have no idea where the “poor kitty” came in. I have a tendency to drift in and out of conversations anyway and it’s worse when I’m drawing. I just remember the people that were around me and it’s sort of sad that due to some things that came to pass over the years, it would be a thousand wonders if we ever were to all be at that same table again.