Hi. My soul is delicate this morning, as are me gums. I had to watch my very favorite team of cuties walk off into the night without me. I cried tears of tainted juice onto my argyle vest, which is now stained with tragedy. The gauntlet of nerve endings is leaving me after a night of dreams including large wet toads, muddy grass and daggers in my paintings. There was actually a large sword at one point, the one I threatened to carry with me to Chelsea yesterday, impaling one of my relics.
One thing that was gained last night was the excitement of communing with Corny and Mrs. Cub. There is much affection in this household for those two.
Otherwise, the morning is slow, like the rocks of time. I plan to stay in bed until at least 11 and then drag sorry bum into the shack. Hello, relics. Please behave yourselves today. I will make you all stand straight up and tell me exactly what you need, right into my face, right into my eyes, and then my hands will do it, automatically.
Saturday, January 28, 2006
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MM, you should be slapped about the head and neck. You misbehaved.
You were left wordless too many times. You punched too many people.
Don't eat jicima with such sore gums.
MM!!!!! So good to see you at UF's extravaganza. I was sorry not to meet Corny myself, but there were too many peeps and I had a bad case of opening fatique and couldn't move from the two spots I occupied all night.
I hear you P Diddly. I didn't do so much moving around either. Nor was I very good with the conversing. I lost my words. The words became grunts and shrieks. Oopsy Daisy.
You will meet Corny soon enough. I shall make it so. You will not be sorry with what you find, many kernels on that cob.
MM, i tried to meet you at the extravaganza but you evaded.
I wanted to take you away to some hot dog stand last night.
WW!!!! I know!!!! UF told me you were there. I wanted to meet you so badly! After all that bile talk. Well, we will have to drop in at your place of work in the near future. I look forward to it.
But I did converse with the wavy one again on the way out, but you were not there to witness my facial exercises.
Hot Dogs would have been just the thing, PD. Where did you all end up going?
Jesus that was funny. Wavy sure does fall in love with herself every second. You are so necessary to her routine, to contextualize it, if you will.
I wish I had a hot dog right now too. You guys are so funny and natural. Like hot dogs.
We went to a very packed Half-King and had drinks, all squashed together, and after waiting a long time for a table, I had to scoot. I think Slothy left after me...and so on. It was not the ideal. Maybe 'cause you were not with us.
I am gonna eat a Smart Dog for breakfast.
I am the biggest hot dog out there! I can paint waves around everyone in the room.
MM, why you dis me like that? do drop in at the place of worship. i am unfortunately always there. slaving to invisible demons. i felt funny talking to the subject of bile dripping, but was forced to make small talk.
Please sir, can I have a s'more?
i have tofu pups in the fridgidaire but they are growing something slimy. eat anyway? i say, eat and hope.
MM, scripts cure sore gums. That's why they give them out, but if you don't want them, all are welcomed in my temple.
ASS, your meaning is clear. If I have anything to give in that dept. I will share. That means more hobbling responsibilities for you, see?
WW, I did not intend to dis you in any way. It's just that I have no idea what you look like, see? And please talk more about bile. Eat stale things and document what happens to your eyes when you look at art.
Eat and hope. Slimy tofu pups are better than nothing.
Bile and tofu pups. Vicodin on the side. I wish.
Come here, MM. Another slap for you. You messed up royal over and over.
i was kidding about dissing. i look like you would imagine me to. i am tall and oddly shaped, like a glass of bile in late summer. i will not eat the pups! i am too scared and must face the day.
I am planning my day--which will include fire of some sort.
WW, you are hilarious. Can I just tell you that? I wish you luck on your day. Here is how I look: medium-sized and oddly-shaped, extremeties in locked and pulled position, slightly stale, like flat seltzer on an open tarmac.
Have a good day. As good as it can be.
Just fire? Or fire and ice?
you too are oddly shaped? the world is like, so small. i am perhaps skinnier than first described. thank you for providing the outlet for hilarium. onward...into the day. beware of flying ceiling tiles and sitcom scripts! i will check in later.
If you need a script...I just wrote one. It's about a cop who is super violent and he fall for a stripper who....
That sounds great. I love violent cops and sluts who get punished like they should. My odd shapes come and go, depending on how many hot dogs I eat. I am a bloatation device.
Thanks MM. Our household hearts your household hearts our household hearts your household
Violent cops and sluts who get punished...how boringly Hollywould. Now, paintings that sit up straight and tell you what they want, that is the stuff of Bunuel, Haneke and Cronenberg. That is real. No more stereotypes!
Except that some of us in our household apparently needs a life...
We all need lives. I need healthy gums and a good laugh too.
Hi MM! Hi and hearts/congrats to Uncle Fritz... he is a genius. Loved the sexxxy and wanton ike figure.
We got in real late last night after running into chelsea forest-friends, then couldn't sleep 'cuz of a nightmare where spiders burrowed under the stomach-skin & were living there.
Sloth! What a fright. I am glad it's day and you know there is no burrowing going on. You will be ok tonight, I can feel it. Sloth has protective forcefield around her.
corny and w.w. - i would like to meet you in the not-ether sometime too. It will be made so, at some point, I am sure.
mm, i hope yer holes are a healin. I hope UF is basking in some glory today. much deserved glory. it is almost time for me to depart for more numbing waters. i must heed the call, again and again. I guess.
MM, how's your face? no more bloods I hope!
I visited The Grotto yesterday on its last day. There was something compelling about the utter blackness of the grotto that made this krixfort want to dive in and disappear. Dangerous yet soothing. I am looking forward to seeing more of your relics.
Also, there is the one on artnet which I am super in love with. Really. Minerva likes too. Just thought I would pass along how much we are liking your relics.
Krix, that is so nice to hear! Esp. on my way out to paint today. I am going to organize a group studio visit soon so I hope you and Minerva will come. There are a bunch of peeps who are nice enough to say they'd like to come so I thought the mini gang bang of bloggers was in order. Will let you know.
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