It used to be a
gambling parlour
then a plaque engraver
then a fashion shop
then a trinket shop
and now,
across the street from me,
is a Buddhist Temple-thingie
(at least I think).
They had a super cool ribbon cutting
ceromony on Sunday,
very effectively distracting me on a call with my mother.
To quote Peter Griffin
Now I like the hat and I like the scarf, so we're doing this
I watched Annie Hall again this afternoon
and realized
that this sort of person,
is my least favorite person
of them all,
and I'm
terrified of being one of them:
I've decided,
for some reason,
maybe a challenge to myself,
to redesign the covers of
all the books I read this year,
except for McSweeney's because they are perfect as is.
Just little sketchs and such.
Here's the first,
for Alex Kudera's Fight for Your Long Day:
Still alive!
Survived the Oscars
(barely - with an audible gasp and a shoe in hand to throw at the TV after David Fincher lost!)
Survived the coldest bits of winter's crusty asshole.
Survived this.
Survived that.
Barely surviving my crippling fears of isolation and failure.
Let's see what spring brings.....
