Some people spend time contemplating the subtle shades of color that envelop the sky during a sunset. Others stare at a face for hours, discerning the lines and shapes - looking for a story. I draw scary letters. Not even the whole alphabet. . . Just some letters. And no, this isn't a common occurrence, just on that day. Maybe I was on NyQuil or something. Ever notice how NyQuil tastes like licorice?