Donkey Kong's got nothing to do with it

Dave is mistaken.  It is not the speed of completion that counts when determining the victor in a creepy doll painting contest.  It's whether or not, late at night, as you wander downstairs to get yourself a glass of water, you can hear the pitiful crying of the lost children whose souls were devoured by said creepy doll.

Yeah, yeah.  Not much more done.  Been busy preparing my new studio.  And it's freaking cold outside, and raining constantly, so standing next to an open garage door makes painting an extreme sport.  Two layers of gloves and a constant drip of hot coffee doesn't balance it out.  Not sure I'll finish this before winter clenches her frigid fist around us.