I was at Mark's playing darts and listening to Devo. I ran back to get a glass of water, yes ice cold water, cool water, like Hank Williams Sr.When I came back I wanted to see the painting again. It was gone! It had fallen behind the love seat. The frame had busted apart.
Dang.
I've never had one of these tacks break. Funny how voice recognition thinks it's all about tax breaks.
Anyhow, when I got back Disturbed was on. Mark had given himself a handicap for dart playing. He had a huge foam Texas hat on. The hat was blue with a big red Sheriff star.
I really wanted to ask if I could wear the Devo hat. I know he has one of those. They kind of look like an oversized broken tack.
Life is just too weird. I have a business. A pink bird. I have a crazy looking ornament on my mailbox. The ornament is sporting my dogs hair.
Maybe I can relax now to a DVD, Bob Dylan The Other Side of the Mirror.
I wish my cat would stop thinking that the little fuzzy ball on the end of the microphone for my voice-recognition wasn't a toy.
I think I lost 2 pounds this week. I don't remember if I ate or not.
Save me, Kim!
4 comments:
Did you have a thought for just a moment that an art thief had snuck into the house and stolen it???
I am so sorry about your frame!!! Yea...plastic tacks are probably not the best supports.... Well, I am packing up today some...we will be there tomorrow night! I will feed you - I promise!
I didn't really think when it wasn't there. It was like I was staring at a blank wall and it was staring back at me. Actually, it felt like a magic trick when something disappears.
Can't wait to see you. Actually, I have relaxed, finally. It will be just be fun to see you guys. I'm good. :-)
Oh, good!
I wish I could forget to eat!
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