Just As I Thought

Portrait of the Artist

Ah, that day when my friends Sara and Lance and I went to the Hirshhorn gallery to see the Laurie Anderson exhibit, and turned around to discover that we were being followed by… Laurie Anderson.

On the Board

is lucid enough to check Wikip…

is lucid enough to check Wikipedia. Yup, there it is: stage 2 of grief. Wherein you make someone else’s passing all about YOU, YOU, YOU.

is no longer interested in cry…

is no longer interested in crying. Now I want to beat the crap out of something or break glass or throw something at a wall.