Sometimes you know you’re just not going to have 250 words about whatever those things are. So you just throw them against the wall and see what sticks. Which would be kind of scary, if it was sticky. You probably shouldn’t buy that.
Every morning, I wake up and ask myself, “how will I make god scream today?”
This is great. It’s kind of like a minimalist French surrealism generator. I should have taken more pictures. I know I can get “Naked Screaming God Love” out of it, which will probably be my band’s name once we find a new banjolele player.
I never thought about it before, but if you really didn’t care about your kid’s grade in school, you could always just go to Goodwill and buy all of their projects. It’s chock full of high school art anyway, so you save some time and money there, and it’s better for the earth because you’re recycling. I’m pretty sure every miniature fort made of pencils and drywall looks the same anyway. Just take the “little tiger” sign off it or Mrs. Bailey will know something’s up. Oh, and take the pricetag off, too, but after checkout. Rule number 3 of the International League of Thrift: We Do Not Honor Merchandise With Missing or Damaged Price Tags.
Clearly, they were made for each other. It’s going to be a terribly awkward courtship, though. Both of them are all thumbs.
God Screaming from Savers on North Loop and Burnet; Fort Tiger from Texas Thrift on I35 near 51st St, Frogs from Goodwill on 183 near Burnet, Austin.