Ran over a squirrel today. I cried for two hours after that. I usually take public transportation but was feeling up to driving today. Might have been a bad idea.
I was speeding along down Frando street when the little guy popped out of nowhere. The breaks did nothing to forestall his impending doom. Thinking about making a little memorial for him down by the intersection. Would that be weird?
Yesterday I was accosted by a narcoleptic man on the bus. He asked for some change and when I told him that I had none, he fell asleep. Had to push past him to get into a seat. The bus driver found it funny. It kind of was. J
Have plans to show an Unnamed around the gallery for a potential show. I’m thinking about suggesting a viewing for Columbus Day weekend. He can make the Paradise City Arts Festival and will have more potential customers. Will run it by him this weekend. Desti wants me to get Unnamed’s autography and underwear. Slightly creepy but amusing. Might contemplate obliging the first request.