anarchist

So, how is the day today? Pretty normal. Well, as normal as my days get anyways. Not that I have a weird life, it just that weird things happen around me. The strangest thing lately is people knowing who I am, but I have absolutely no idea who they are. Do I have a bad memeory? Am I not that observant? I just play along though, and ask them how they've been. What's new?

Other than that, I'm just going to start applying for gallery shows with my new body of work. And reading Hey Nostradamus! by Douglas Coupland.

So the question of the day... what should I do this weekend?


A pretty girl in her underwear
A pretty girl in her underwear
If there's anything better in this world who cares
La mort, c'est la mort
mais l'amour, c'est l'amour
La mort, c'est seulement la mort
mais l'amour, c'est l'amour
A pretty boy in his underwear
A pretty boy in his underwear
If ther's a better reason
to jump for joy
who cares...

~ Underwear by Magnetic Fields

Dedicated to all the girls who pose in their underwear.