Meetings are boring.

Unicorns are not boring.

I had a meeting, and it was boring and stressful all at the same time, and the only way, apparently, to get through one of those things is by drawing a unicorn bowling alley. The toughest part, obviously, was making it look like I was taking actual notes instead of drawing a unicorn bowling alley.

I am an adult, I have a real full-time job, and all kinds of other responsibilities that ought to make me all kinds of mature — you know, sensible, reliable, dependable, lots of other words ending in "-ible."

However, I have found that I am most capable of doing those adult-like things when I cut loose a bit and give into my velociraptor-drawing side. It just helps somehow. And my mom thinks it's brilliant, so I like to think the random stuff I come up with gives me an edge in my never-ending quest to become her favorite child.

So here is what I did today: me riding a dilophosaurus as part of the Dinosaur Patrol. Very elite.