Tonight it is currently 1:02am.
I'm ripping "stuff" onto my i.river.
I'm drinking a 2003 Pinot Noir from Iron Pot Bay (Tamar Valley, TAS).
Louis Armstrong Meets Oscar Peterson is playing.
This is a sample of what I've done this week at work:
(All of which are based on true events!)



3 comments:
I'm deeply disturbed by the middle one, but I love love LOVE that last one. Good job, young man.
Nice work Scott. By the way maybe you meant prosperity too (illegal nonetheless), but the word is posterity - see prior blog.
So, onto the real deal, you are a sad lonely geeza right now. FUCK YEAH. perfect for art.
And, do inform us as to the "true story" behind mondays pantless bus stop - or is it all metaphorical you pussy? And details about your love sandwich are always appreciated...as well as - private if you like - details about the "backwards step" big V set upon you. Always happy to offend, Robin.
It's FUNNY cos it's TRUE!!
(Robin: It wasn't big V, it was the even bigger B!And it wasn't a backwards step. More of a back-replace, back-replace weight change)
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