One of my favorites. I'm standing by the door on the F train one Saturday afternoon when I still lived in Brooklyn (around 9 years ago, so I was in my early 20's). I'm wearing my usual off-hours garb of a Mr. Bubbles t-shirt and jeans, my messenger bag jauntily hanging off my shoulder, and playing my Gameboy. I overhear an adorable little girl talking to her mom, catch her looking at me and asking "Is she a grown-up?" Classic, and what I consider a compliment. I'd still consider that true these 9 years later! (And probably what has drawn me to my change in careers to animation, as well as helping me be more creative!)
Happy Friday, everybody! Now go enjoy your weekend!