Today was a memorial poker tournament for an old pal who passed away about six months ago.  I miss him dearly and all I can say to describe the feeling is surreal.  Without having to go into too much detail, it’s just strange to remember that he is no longer here with us.  I believe he would’ve been proud of me, though, because I ended up winning the tournament.  I had quite a few afternoon beers that by the time Jenny and I were lying on the sofa catching up on some Parks and Rec episodes we were both heavy-eyed and sleepy.  After she was off to bed I put on some Portlandia and attempted to draw something.  That guy with the glasses is inspired by Fred Armisen.  I say inspired because it looks nothing like him.