I've hit an impasse today, there is't anything in my Inbox ads that I want, except perhaps the entire Vince collection- hold it, I'll take just the stuff on sale at Vince so as not to appear greedy. This unfortunately wasn't on sale so I held myself back- a FUZZY METALLIC sweater!
This particular little number is over $400 so it will never be mine.
Oh damn, I couldn't stop myself and several things are now on their way to me, all sale stuff. You know the old Christmas drill: One present for someone, One present for me, Another present for someone, Another present for me, and so on and so on. I found out long ago that it's the only way I ever get anything, especially stuff I want!
TY does the same thing and I know it's Christmas when the Amazon book boxes start arriving and the stacks pile up beside his bed and his chair and his couch and in the bathroom...
Anonymous Elf, Dressed for Frivolity in his RedSox Chapeau
Professional Photoshopping by moi.
I have no idea who this is, nor do you, because who you THINK it is doesn't wear tree skirts, ever! Nor do I recognize that box on the table as one I bought on Marshall St. at Syracuse University in 1964 when I was supposed to be buying art supplies. Lets just say that it retains a lovely herbacious odor even now. Hmmm, must be the wood species.
The Christmas Bird
I have a whole crop of these guys right outside the studio, they are great at stripping carrion but not much else. They sit on the lampposts and wait and wait for their chance. I figure as long as I am able to move they will stay away but I dread falling in the parking lot and breaking a hip and having to fend them off using only my car keys and cell phone...
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