So one reason I was busy all through April was my gig painting a man for a play. The Burien Little Theatre staged a very engaging rendition of Bleacher Bums, for which my rule that I AM IN CHARGE OF ALL FONTS OR LETTERING obliged me to show up three times a week and make men turn blue. Adrian Moynihan, pictured here, very patiently allowed me to paint his entire torso before bounding off to play a loud, effervescent Cubs fanatic. I got pretty good at it by the end, there. So did Adrian.
I will paint all your men. Gladly.
Bleacher Bums was excellent, and I usually hate all plays, so you know it was impressive.