VIEW FROM PORCH

The other day Doc Research and I were standing in front of this very porch when a sudden storm descended upon us. He scampered for his giant luxury automobile, I for my underground bunker, but were both peppered by hailstones before we made it, like buckshot from heaven, as if God were Dick Cheney and we were his best friends. Anyways, power was out for a day and I wound up sitting on this porch sketching. Mother is the invention of necessity.