“Saturday Night and the moon is out,I’ma heas on over to the Twist-and-Shout,
Find a two-step partner and a Cajun beat,
and when he picks me up, I’m gonna find my feet…”
-Mary Chapin Carpenter, “Down at the Twist and Shout”
I mean, I’m perfectly capable of staying up too late, but by the time it’s time to do something along the lines of drawing something, I just stare dumbly at my sketchbook for like an hour and then kill several darlings before settling on something mediocre.
