Rhod ... hitting the inventory? I see that this article was out of Wasilla. I am afraid to ask how you stumbled upon this ... but you are the "arts" correspondent around here, right?
Rhod, I thought for a second you were refering to a vodka that tastes like Barney Frank and I threw up a little in my mouth. You wouldn't be that cruel, would you?
DCcc, I've been prowling the summer clothesline shows here in New England but haven't found the next DeKooning.
They're just all berets, soul patches, business cards and bad smells, even the women artists. You know the type. They hang around Nick's pool and drink his beer.
I'll have a Grey Goose, with just a little extra goose.
ReplyDeleteHe looks like he's getting ready to pump someone up.
ReplyDeleteYou've had one too many geese, Nick.
ReplyDeleteKid, he's much too tender for that.
Rhod ... hitting the inventory? I see that this article was out of Wasilla. I am afraid to ask how you stumbled upon this ... but you are the "arts" correspondent around here, right?
ReplyDeleteRhod, I thought for a second you were refering to a vodka that tastes like Barney Frank and I threw up a little in my mouth. You wouldn't be that cruel, would you?
ReplyDeleteNo, Sig, absolutely not!
ReplyDeleteYou're thinking of a Pink Congressman, or the local drink, a Barney Wallbanger (it could be worse).
Barney Wallbanger. OMG... I'm almost speechless.
ReplyDeleteNick, if I wrote what I wanted to write, you'd have to ban me.
ReplyDeleteDCcc, I've been prowling the summer clothesline shows here in New England but haven't found the next DeKooning.
ReplyDeleteThey're just all berets, soul patches, business cards and bad smells, even the women artists. You know the type. They hang around Nick's pool and drink his beer.
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