Here, there, everywhere. We have to call it something, don't we? Who's got an idea? Let's call it Toponymy.

10.06.2003

An Anti-Climatic Forfeit Finale

The Cuties showed up for their make-or-break game tonight, on time, pumped, pissed and ready to bust some heads [nevermind that IM Football is one-hand-touch]. But our opponents stayed home, cowering in their tears, biting their quivering lips, cuddling up in their blankies and forgetting all about the dreaded Cuties. Actually, it's more likely that they lost or won all three of their previous games making this one moot. Oh well. It's not the game we wanted but it's the win we needed.

I'm no art student, nor am I knowledgeable about contemporary art. Maybe Erik Wayne Patterson can teach us something. There is a recurring comic-book pane theme in his paintings. Confusing, certainly. After browsing through his gallery you might feel like The Lost Dog.

I keep going back to this website.

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