Tumbleweed. Stabweed. Both can be dangerous.
Well, things have been pretty slow this week. Seems like most of the gallery staff was busy making arrangements and complex legal deals concerning the death of Ted Kennedy. But now that the exploitation mourning is pretty much over, I am sure some of the staff will come back.
Maybe.
Or maybe they won’t. I don’t know. I remember I kept thinking my babysitter would come back that time she let me be a lookout for her while she ‘scored some dope’. She never did, but the policeman that showed up much much later gave me a blanket and told me not to look behind me. But I digress. The point of all of this is that I am thinking you will probably have more crap to read soon, as now that my wisdom tooth is gone I have more room in my head for thinkings!
Or, if not thinking of things, at least finding mildly amusing things on YouTube and posting them for your consideration. What do you want from me? Also. If you see any of the staff, give them a blanket and tell them not to look behind them.
Infomercial=spam tv (gag)