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Once upon a time, Lisa and Adrienne worked for the same alternative newsweekly. Now, both spend their respective lives mining their creative souls and leading hermit-like lives. And so an idea was hatched. Every week, one would send the other a sketch—either in illustration or word form—and the other would make a companion to the sketch. The result would be posted on both their blogs every week, just for grins. Even if the result isn't award-worthy, the exercise makes both minds more nimble. Hopefully.

Edna Jean Fleegletiter remembers the day her old neighbor lady Zeleena Dab - the one with the shotgun and askew wig - took aim and fired at the “revenuers” out to “violate her God-given rights.” 

Fleegletiter had just sat down to her morning cup of free trade rooibos when the shots rang out, right in the middle of Steve Inskeep’s story about the plight of the Guatemalan mud grasshopper.

“She just kept screaming about the lady with the crazy eyes on the Fox News,” Fleegletiter said. “Then she started shooting at my biodynamic arugula and muttering about the FBI coming to take her guns.”

Local police were called by Fleegletiter and another neighbor.

“Why do I have to get on the ground?” Dab said when the officers came to arrest her.

“You shot at us,” the officers said.

“Damn right I did,” Dab said.

No officers were harmed during Dab’s arrest. Bond has been set.

Fleegletiter’s greens, however, remain in critical condition.

Text ©Adrienne Martini; illustration ©Lisa Horstman. Until the end of time. Or something.