Fists of Fury

I really screwed up this drawing of Mark. This sketch is probably what mark looked like 30-35 years ago. He is much older in real life. Mark is one of the world's finest barkeeps. Like most bar tenders, he has mastered the fine art of being a friend to each and every one of his patrons... unlike most others however, Mark is a real friend to those willing to put the small amount of effort it takes to see the man past the beer tap. I've never met a more hospitable guy. He has every reason to be a jerk, but he's not. He is a middle aged, ex-military, ex-smoker who has been stuck in the middle of a room full of thirsty drunks almost every night for years and years. He could handle himself in a fight, but is clever enough to avoid most physical confrontations. A true sage, he knows-it-all because he has done-it-all... done it all except for being featured as a Post-it note facebook friend sketch-of-the-day. Of course now he has done that too.

Misty

Misty is Barry's wife. Barry is an old friend from the internet. He owned and operated the message board I use to hang out at. Misty is flake, but not in a bad way. She is pretty funny because he is really good at laughing at herself. She'll be the first to tell you that she puts the "rash" in "trashy". I think this skill developed primarily as a defensive mechanism because she was always targeted by the bullies of the message board. By making the joke first, she took the sting out of their zing. Of course this never stopped everybody from still making fun of her, but I think it made the actual insults less potent.