I am my own worst enemy. Here I am running my mouth about weekend blogging and how everyone should and I really don’t have time to blog today. I am doing it anyway because I know you all would love to jump all in my shit about it and well, I’m not going to give you the satisfaction.
I haven’t been taking enough pictures with my iPhone to do my “I spy with my little i” series. So I can’t just slap up some pictures for you. Well, I did take this one at work one morning as I was getting out of my car.
I know it looks like some littering asshole just had some KFC and decided just to dump his value meal there. That’s what they want you to think. That be chicken bones alright. But that be Voodoo. I know my Voodoo. I mean, well, I read about it before, and have seen it on tv and movies. Yeah. Littering assholes.
When I took the dog out early this morning I saw Crazy Betty in her yard, in her nightgown by the way. I stopped and stared at her thinking maybe she’d write me another letter I could share here but when I left the house a little while later there was no letter stuck to my door. What kind of messed up world are we living in where you can’t even depend on the crazy to do their shit?
Anyway, I had to go to the store this morning and the only thing I can report is that I wish I had heat seeking missiles on my car. Damn, I hate all other drivers on the road. Seriously. Ohhhh, I did spot a magazine that I thought would have George Clooney with his WHORE in it and I picked it up and went searching for a pen. But the cashier was smacking her gum and yelling “NEXT” in a real loud annoying voice. So I got kind of discombobulated and threw it back in the rack. I wasn’t going to buy it. I want the defacing to be seen by the public. That’s the point of the movement-”The Defacing the WHORE” campaign. Join me, people!
Wow, look at this entry. Let this be an example to all you non-weekend blogging folks out there. I am a very busy important woman with very important things to do and I managed to blog. What could be so important you ask? Well, I have been inspired to get back into my art and making crafts. Want to see what I have been working on?
Well okay, I bought the magazine. But I needed it for my art/craft project. I call this piece “Die WHORE Die! (or at least have really bad cramps).”
I have to go now. I’m running out of pins.6 Comments