There isn't much point in writing right now.  I didn't sell anything last night, nor did I sell anything in the cafe today.
     I never sell in the cafe, but I continue to go there anyway, and do my work.  They make good coffee there.
     Most of the people either completely ignore what I am doing, or walk by really fast while looking at my art.  It seems beneath them to stop and look.
     Some annoying woman thought I was homeless today.  When asked what I was doing, I said that the napkin arts sold for $5 a piece, and that I use the money to buy alcohol.  I told her I was completely serious, so she asked me, "Don't you want to use the money to get a home?"
     "I have a home.  I need a beer."
     Talk about judging a book by its' cover.
     She didn't buy anything anyhow, so she was completely useless, just like many others in the cafe, from my perspective.

     Here is my last sale from Tuesday night.  I scored $10 for it...

     'The Wheel of Misfortune' seems to be a running theme in my life.

     Anyway, I will go out to the bar again tonight, and try to sell.  It is not an easy job.  It is hard enough to make the stuff, but to sell it also is a challenge.