One of the students in the art club of the junior high where I work was looking through a big book about birds she brought from home when she found a four leaf clover she'd forgotten pressing between the pages. On impulse, she gave it to me. What a nice job I have. I put it in my sketchbook, here it is on my unfinished drawing of a dead knight with snails. On Saturday I went to Osaka to look for shoes. I didn't find any but I did see this enormous Johnnie Walker statue: This was in a bar inside a building. I love how labrynthine the city is. I followed Google maps to the store I was looking for but then had no idea if it was on one of the five storeys above me or two floors underground. I did a lot of walking and wandering. I should've taken more pictures. Here's a scary church I saw: They had a whole comic taped on the wall outside: So, in case you're wondering, Christianity is no longer banned in Japan. Twitter Sonnet #1394 Surprising pages paste the scary wall. The winding train creates the yarny house. Inside the cube we had a lovely ball. With Holland's shirt we clothe the silent mouse. In extra time the grass completed growth. Remembered routes were tangled past the now. When choosing colours, pencils scribble both. A gull was born beneath the dipping bow. Important text revealed the words to hit. The notes were left along the jagged bar. We scooped the sugar news a little bit. The other players crammed the funny car. For something big the airless star demands. With something small the sunless room expands.