i'm kinda just waiting to eat dinner, at this point
I got a pint of blood
And a quart of of Pennzoil
I got a disposable camera
For my ocular lens
The atmosphere is making me tense
I can't finish my dinner
Please wrap it up
I'll take it home with me
It'll be sweet
And It'll be nice
Just come home with me tonight
Dinner, yeah I ate it
It was too much
Bag it up
I'll give it a good home
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I think your blog is very mysterious. It's also very funny. It's slightly sad, too. None of this is bad. Yes, it's the same person from the other day. I have no idea what you do for a living, but some of your drawings would make great album cover art. That seems the least commercial of the commercial uses for art, at least reproducible art. The again, you could do commissioned original, individual covers. There is a market for that. Why am I saying all this? I hope you don't mind my commenting, btw. Maybe next time I'll just email, since you put your address there. That's the thing about blogs, they're not really private, but they seem like they are, it's as if you were passing by a stranger's window at night and upon seeing someone in there, decide to go up to the window and knock and wave hello. I mean, there's nothing stopping a person from doing that, but it wouldn't work out too well. I have a new blog, but I'm being really shy about it. There's no art, just writing. Mebbe one a these days I'll share it wi' ya.
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