I forgot that I hadn't posted this sketch from the Taste of Tremont. This was the 2nd sketch of the morning, right before we went to go around and eat. I originally sat in the grass to draw this, but then this bug kept biting me. It seriously felt like it had vampire teeth, hurt so bad everytime he got me. Noreen said that it was a deer fly. I said that if I got West Nile, that they would know to come and spray here. It was a relentless fly. I got up, sprayed myself with bug spray, and it landed on my legs before the bug spray dried. I looked around and, gross, but I had set up about 2 feet from a pile of dog crap. I moved to the sidewalk, and that bug left me alone.