Melina Illustration Friday: "Quiet"

About 10 years ago, my dad decided that Zed and I should learn some anatomy. To teach us anatomy, he bought a gigantic anatomically correct torso named "Tall Paul."

Tall Paul eventually got returned to the manufacturer because he was very expensive and he smelled weird. But for a period of weeks, this guy was living in our living room. Every time we wanted to put him away because guests were coming, it became a tremendous ordeal. I remember frantically trying to cram organs back into Tall Paul a la the showdown scene in "Catch-22." For each one that I put in, another two would fall out.

Ew.