Thursday, December 27, 2007

Friday, December 21, 2007

I don't think I can dance with you anymore


your moves are getting a little too suggestive

Wednesday, December 19, 2007

Tuesday, December 18, 2007

grab bag season

It's that time of year again when people that see each other often, but do not know each other super well decided that they should organize a gift exchange. It's really a huge gamble but sometimes it works out to your benefit. Lindsey participated in a grab bag this year and she hit the jackpot.

I have never had good luck with the grab bag. When I was young and nieve this new concept of a random trade excited me. It took me a couple of tries to learn otherwise. In kindergarten I got an ugly glass clown. I remember that my teacher laughed a little bit when I opened it and I felt terrible. I bet I was expecting to open a pet kitten.

Either way, that disappointment was nothing compared to my pull in the second grade grab bag. Some kids got stuffed animals, other kids got pet kittens, and I got a box of fruit roll ups. for real. I know that fruit roll ups were the dessert in every kid's lunch box, and what kid doesn't love dessert, but come on. Everyone laughed and that meant I almost cried. As an adult I realize that the only person that should have been embarrassed was the kid that put that in the grab bag. You know that their parents were like 'grab bag? god damn it.' and then reached into the kitchen cabinet. And do you know what the girl that donated the fruit roll ups got? A diary. WITH A LOCK AND KEY. That's right. She got the best grab in the bag. I asked her if she wanted to trade and she said 'yeah right.'

Whatever, that girl was a snake. She made fun of me all the time. And then in fifth grade she asked me to pull her hair so that it would grow faster. I wasn't stupid. I told her that maybe she should try running in the opposite direction while I pulled.

Monday, December 17, 2007

Saturday, December 15, 2007

Friday, December 14, 2007

raise your hand if you need more paper

I'm done with finals but I wont go back to chicago for another week. Most of my time will probably be spent wandering around town between here and my studio.
I finished my art history exam last night.
Below is the extent of my notes on Georgia O'Keeffe.

I thought that was it, but then I turned the page and found a bit more.

all of which I already knew.

Wednesday, December 12, 2007

look what eddie wore to work today

56 months together

and counting, apparently.

Tuesday, December 11, 2007

Monday, December 10, 2007

the big man was sick yesterday


Fortunately, he was still able to participate in the gun show.

Sunday, December 9, 2007

two quarters

heater


Saturday, December 8, 2007

Friday, December 7, 2007

boots

When I was little I was a little jealous
of how pretty suzy snowflake was.
really.

Thursday, December 6, 2007

I fell down

say,

I guess this is only funny if you watched the show.....
but it's going up here anyway.

Wednesday, December 5, 2007

as close as I get to writing papers during finals week



'I have a ten page paper to write'

'tonight? well you'll probably be faster than me.'

'no, I won't. but eddie said he'd help me with it. That doesnt mean he will though.'

'oh, that always happens to me with guys I date. They say they'll help me write a paper but then they just try to kiss me instead.'

Tuesday, December 4, 2007

Monday, December 3, 2007

Sunday, December 2, 2007

How long does it take to make a piece for the painting/sculpture show that opens this thursday in the link gallery?

part of a day.

let's break it down:

an image

plus a palette

equals

a master piece.

art so out of your league it has to be placed next to a staircase for you to reach its level.

well, whatever

Saturday, December 1, 2007

dinner and a movie


Tonight I made spaghetti o's for the big man and I.
After that I saw zoe's art performance aaaaaand it was great.