I'm giving up

Actually that's not exactly right. I'm not giving up--I'm finished. At least I feel like I'm finished. We stand, with "Close, But No Cigar" exactly here:



I knew I was done when I picked up the same tube of cadmium red medium that I used to transform myself into Curt Schilling for Hallowe'en and reinterpreted my hunter green dots as red ones.

They really make the whole thing work--one man's opinion. Additionally pleasing parts include the Frankie Bacon slightly porcine nose, the fact that the ears aren't even close (honk!) to being even, and the hair in general.

But the red dots are really too much fun.