Will Someone please walk an Alsatian by my doorstep?

If I was actually industrious, I'd go out to the dog run. But heck, why exert myself? So, if the dogs are going to get more realistic, the owners have to parade them by, in varieties other than the usual fluffy Shi-tsus and other small breeds.

Of course, I could do a whole series of elderly black lab-type creatures who look like they were cross-bred with a propane tank (no, that's not a Jim Woodring image -- just thinking of lumbering, old, fat dogs).

Or, I could draw nothing but cats, which are in front of me all the time, but that would be dull.

It's a heat wave here, when it isn't raining, and I am sort of writing, but mainly reading and thinking. Maybe wasting time, but this is how I tell myself I'm ramping up to a big (or at least long-term) project. That's since the people I work for are on vacation. But I seem to have lots of money at the moment, and have gotten over some really nasty duties which I usually try to avoid (there's still painting the apartment).

Below are two guys having a peaceful discussion about some important political topic at an institute of Higher Learning. Again, might look better if I actually used photo reference or something, but it's useful just to imagine things (even if they look slightly clunky or cartoonish). At least that's what I tell myself.

Lazy Artist.