Here we are at Waffle House after failing to be adequately rocked by deerhoof, missing the last train back and being forced to take a taxi.
Yes, my wife's hands are huge.
Her elbows are all fubar because i didn't realize they weren't where i wanted them until i had already completed her biceps. Imagine her jacket the cream color of the seat back, her cuffs the red-orange of the seat cushion and her hat and scarf a matching shade of green. It was quite a sight.