After work today, I drove over to Wal-Mart to get a cartoon I had on disk printed on an 8 x 10. I drew this cartoon as part of my paper defense for my degree. My topic was the "molecular tennis ball," a molecule that when it met up with another like itself, it would form sphere with a tennis ball pattern of molecular bonds (and that was your science lesson for the day). I threw a black and white copy of this toon, of all four chemistry professors playing "molecular tennis," in my presentation to liven it up.
With one of my former professors (he's the redhead in the toon) moving on to other things, he asked me for a colored copy of the cartoon. His request was back in November and I'm just now getting to it. I'm slow, but oh well... So, I colored it using my meager Photoshop skills and went to Wally World to print it out to frame for him.

I printed the cartoon out and the teenage skateborder guy running the photo counter asked me if I could prove ownership of the work. He was trying to gig me on copyright. I was both flattered that he thought it was of that kind of quality, but annoyed that he was suggesting I was copying something I shouldn't be. Catch-22 of sorts there. I just looked at him and told him that I drew it. The original sketch was at home, but since there was no evidence to suggest it was anyone else's work, how could he deny me the photo. He relented.
So I'm heading south on Friday and I'll drop the framed and matted cartoon off at his office. I'm going to miss not having him at college for the occasional stop and chat.