...randumb thizzoughts...Steak Caesar salad; do people do this? I think I want to...It might be time to reorganize the record collection. Although, I probably won't go all autobiographical like Cusack in High Fidelity, I might try to tell a story...cell-phone worn spots on jeans are the new snuff-tin worn spots on jeans...Van's classic shoes are the new Converse All-Stars...aNYthing biting my shit...WTF Vern Gagne? As if we didn't know it already, getting old really sucks...Surprisingly and much to my delight, I've been asked to be interviewed about my life/art/blog. That will be happening soon...I'm in the mood to laugh, so Joel McHale better be funny tonight...Also, perhaps P.O.S. on Saturday and maybe a viewing of something River Phoenix related...and workouts. I'm starting training. For what, you might ask? Well, I can tell you that it most certainly is NOT for a fight against another scantly-clad man inside of a cage but rather a fight against a friends medical bills. I'll let you know more as that story develops...In other news...
The BITTER show was last weekend at the gallery. We had an excellent opening night reception, complete with all the shenanigans and hi jinks you've come to expect from the B.A.G. Saturday's turn-out wasn't bad either. Lots of folks came down, including many of the artist's families. I always love our theme shows because you never know how what your gonna get. This one had wooden brass knuckles, self-portraits, maternity pants with the crotch torn out, and a frame by frame display of Darrin Nelson's famous end zone pass dropping in the 1987 NFC championship game.
Next theme show (scheduled for April 17th and 18th) is Wrestling, and believe it or not, I am not the one that thought of it...but you know damn well I'm gonna bring it. Put it on your calendars now, brother!