A drunk guy on the street addressed me as "fuckin' Mary Poppins". I knew there was a reason I liked this hat.
Big fluff over the San Francisco Museum of Asian Art last week: apparently they were going bankrupt, had loans due in 2015 they couldn't pay back.
Turns out their bank, JP Morgan Chase, advised them back in 2005 to redo their investments. Their money-manager MBIA promptly sunk the whole mess into mortgage-backed securities, which, for those of you who've been paying any attention at all, were the sticky messes of financial fraud that imploded back in '07. Now that the bad advice has come home to roost, who benefits? If you guessed JP Morgan Fucking Chase, you've been keeping up with the times. Before 2005, that big loan? Wasn't due for repayment till 2034.
Bright side: San Fran is on the museum's side and a City Attorney's taking up the case. Fuck, please let these bastards not get away with this.
Were 271 never-before-seen Picassos seriously brought forward by a French electrician, or did I just read that in a sort of feverish haze? It seems unreal. Why now? Seriously what the hell.
Meanwhile in paper art:
check this shit the fuck out. Maybe I'll just blow my entire vacation budget, go to Tokyo, and sit there in the museum for six days.
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On the home front I appear to be tap-dancing around stage center of A Very Neurotic Meltdown, act 1. Updates to come as they appear.