Dancing Around the Four Sides

I saw the little Chagall-like cat and bird and my brain squealed, "Nightdog!" and that was pretty much that.

The wrong side of the tracks is to the east/northeast of here, a few miles past the Russian restaurant & vodka bar.

You know you want to visit me.

*grins*

Seriously, I always write the dumbest, most embarrassing stuff in cards. I couldn't think of a single intelligent thing to say. So instead I just started doodling.