ground control to major...
A bath room wall, in some bar, somewhere in Kentucky....
Summer is over and I barely witnessed the sun. August disappeared. September came and went with a jaunt to Louisville , ripe with debauchery. October started with a trip back to San Francisco and a broken heart, missing the Bay. The last few months, I’ve worked myself to a pulp, torturing my body to no end. There have been 30hr work days, back to back fabrication schedules, travel, lease negotiations, and an endless stream of events. Just a few days ago, struggling to keep my head straight, I drove my work van into my neighbor’s garage. I nearly took the damned thing down, crumbling a good chunk of structure. Drive seemed like Reverse… naturally (-Well, at least I was able to make one contractor happy… that’s my stimulus package.)
Andrea and I will be headed to Alaska in November for the Andy Warhol exhibit in Anchorage . We sold a booth to a client working with the Museum. We have been asked to set it up for the