The Sea Witch Reflects

Mar 10, 2008 16:30

How Rivera ever kept his sanity with all those fucking assistants I'll never know. Fresco is such a pain in the ass, too. And you can't sell a fucking wall. You have to be commissioned. Commissioned, that is, until you include a small depiction of some Communist in the background and all hell breaks loose. What a fucking champ. A fat champ. But, a champ nevertheless.

Whatever. In the interest of being a hipster prat, who wants to go find out where that Vampire Weekend band is playing? I want to see if the lead singer really thinks he's fooling anyone with that Sting (circa 1983) impression.

Sophie. Birthday things are off. I'd tell you why, but I sort of want to wag these tickets in your face.
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