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Guys, I'm trying to keep up; this was actually a picture I drew in advance for the prompt DIZZY. I thought: who better than Dizzy Gillespie?

I actually got to see "Dizzy Gillespie's Dream Band" at Avery Fisher Hall back in 1980; it was an election year, so their last number was called "Vote Dizzy," set to the tune of Salt Peanuts.

Okay, I'm all over the place [numerically] with this, but I drew Mr. Dragon yesterday and decided to upload him.

It occurred to me belatedly that I could have drawn Daryl Dragon (son of Carmen Dragon, and was formerly with the Beach Boys—called "Captain Keyboard") but he was also the Captain half of The Captain and Tennille, best known for their single Love Will Keep Us Together.

I wasn't aware Daryl Dragon had died in January of this year, but there ya go.

Crossposts: https://franklanguage.livejournal.com/702364.html

This is Day 17: ORNAMENT; it's the hood ornament off a Dodge Meadowbrook from the 40s or 50s, I guess.

I actually haven't seen this car parked in the neighborhood in several months, but I have hope it will surface soon. This is probably one of the vintage cars they used in shooting The Marvelous Mrs. Maisel. Last summer, there was a regular parade of vintage cars around my neighborhood, to create a 50s look and atmosphere.

Crossposts: https://franklanguage.livejournal.com/702155.html

I've been slow at posting these Inktober drawings, and I don't know if I did a Day 6; but here's "ENCHANTED" from day 7.

(Part of my problem is that I can't find a reliable hosting platform; but the other part is finding the time to draw. I drew either DIZZY [Day 24] or SWING [Day 9] last night; tonight I probably won't have any chance to do a drawing. So be it.)

Crossposts: https://franklanguage.livejournal.com/700835.html

Everyone knows Legos™; I always loved them, but when I was growing up, they were too expensive for my parents to afford more than a little "sample" kit once in a while.

So I found this Lego™ kit somewhere in my building; people are always discarding old books, clothes, and toys in the lobby of my building—thinking "Someone will want them." (Someone left a toaster oven on the radiator, and boy was that a mess when the heat came on and the casing started to melt.) I took it upstairs, inveterate hoarder that I am, thinking, "Who am I kidding?"

They came in handy after all.