Saturday, January 16, 2010

Your Kiss Would be a Revelation, So Put a Few Into Circulation

I realize that the majority of my meager readership (meager in quantity, most certainly not in quality) resides on the east coast; but those of you in the Los Angeles area should make time this evening for my lady's show at LeBasse Projects. I have had the rare privilege of seeing it beforehand, and I must say this is her strongest work yet. I am immeasurably proud of you, Rebecca.

All you need to attend is an extra pair of socks. They will be required after her work blows your first pair off your feet.

Monday, January 11, 2010

He Was Six Weeks A-Fallin'

Unknown to all but a few of you, the 22nd of January marks my twenty seventh year amongst the living. It is, generally speaking, a time of great celebration. A time in which the various breweries of the world bend down on their collective knees, proffering oblations to their various gods and hoping that my unquenchable thirst favors them this year.

Oceans of gin and porter notwithstanding, the following illustrated guide should provide a suitable picture of what is generally to be found on my wish-list. Tentative titles for said list include: I Am a Poor and Selfish Bastard and I'll Probably Just Ask for Grocery Money.
Anyway, a guy can dream can't he?