If you knew anything you would tell all...you scoundrel.
I went out last night. I almost left but then I din't. I met a man who is quite the brilliant one, and I am waiting for our next conversation. He is finishing his dissertation here for U of C Berkley and he already got hired with a contract for many years to teach at Northwestern; that is very impressive, especially without a Doctorate already being done. I guess they heard him speak, or lecture somewhere and looked into him. But what is more impressive is how he is as a person, or, at least what I sense as of now. And he is great friends with my great friend so I trust in that.
I am waiting for my Russian literature professor to talk business about dealing with buying from European designers that he is representing. I don't feel like talking this talk right now and it is a bit awkward because I do not like to do business with friends, unless they are completely on my side. But, he is also here because I am presenting his daughter's film, "signs and symbols," tonight at the Heaven Gallery screenings of September 11 topic pieces. There is quite a bit of different stuff playing so it should be interesting. It starts at 9 p.m.. Here is a picture from a photoshoot on my roof of my wife by the photographer, Mashu Kobuyoshi. I like it, though there are some technical discrepencies I feel, but I have never been satisfied in my whole life. Well, except with my wife. Bye, people.
Only atop a roof will she shed the veil on the boobs of youth!
I am waiting for my Russian literature professor to talk business about dealing with buying from European designers that he is representing. I don't feel like talking this talk right now and it is a bit awkward because I do not like to do business with friends, unless they are completely on my side. But, he is also here because I am presenting his daughter's film, "signs and symbols," tonight at the Heaven Gallery screenings of September 11 topic pieces. There is quite a bit of different stuff playing so it should be interesting. It starts at 9 p.m.. Here is a picture from a photoshoot on my roof of my wife by the photographer, Mashu Kobuyoshi. I like it, though there are some technical discrepencies I feel, but I have never been satisfied in my whole life. Well, except with my wife. Bye, people.
Only atop a roof will she shed the veil on the boobs of youth!