Lost my voice about four days ago, and I've been spending Thanksgiving weekend basically lying in bed watching monster movies. But as long as I have my sketchbook and a handful of lurid highlighters, at least I have some means of communication.
Dragons, eels, rubbishy three-legged Martian space crickets...
Then on to sea monsters, as a reaction to Leviathan, which features perhaps the worst Stan Winston creature I've ever seen.
I also watched a rather excellent H.P. Lovecraft documentary.