december the fourth , ninety - nine



round and round

strange things are afoot here at the ' co . it seems that when i go out painting in my neoplasticity i get magically transported to the eighties , not that im complaining mind you . i mean , the music is pretty much the same fer me , but this is the early , early eighties im talkin about , ya know jelly shoes , michael jackson , tab and . . .

roller skating

so , its been about twenty years since i have skated , ( please excuse me while i take a swig of pepto and pop some geritol . ) and i was a wee bit unsteady whilst wang chunging my roller bootie around the rink . fog machines , lights , eight wheels under me as i try to navigate thru the hot pant wearing bodies strewn about as if it were a battlefield in a war for control of the center of the rink and all the bubble gum you can chew . you can imagine the terror .

but , oh , the view .

thats it . i ' ll keep ya updated