Saturday, January 05, 2008

You ever walk into a museum, look at the modern art, and say, "I could have painted that!" ? Sometimes it looks like those guys just dump a bunch of paint on a canvas and it call it art.

That's what I did the other day, except with a computer. I randomly banged down on my keyboard for a while and then Avery Gray called it a blog post. Check it out.

I feel like the monkey to the left of the infinitieth monkey, the one who spends his day hurling feces instead of typing masterpieces. My bad.

11 comments:

Avery Gray said...

Gah! I put my heart and soul into interviewing you, and here you are talking about flinging poo. Work with me here, buddy. ;o)

Mike said...

Hey, I'm insulting ME, not you. I'm the one hurling poo. I'm not exactly sure who you are in this analogy. I didn't really think it through.

Emma Sometimes said...

I read you at Avery's. I do puffy heart your ogblay. Or is that Uffypay ArtHey?

(retarded)
okay, I'm done commenting now.
(/retarded)

Mike said...

Puffy heart? That's just a dose of glitter-pen short of awesome! Thanks!

terri said...

REALLY got to get me photoshop. Then I could pretend I have boobs as awesome as Avery's.

Mike said...

Hi Terri. I'll bet you a dollar that your boobs are awesome! A simple picture will settle this important debate. ;)

Avery Gray said...

Hey!

Sue said...

So who was the gay guy in high school?

Mike said...

Avery, hey yourself! There are many awesome boobs in the world.

Sue, it was Steve Genard. He was 2 years ahead of us.

terri said...

One dollar? That's some serious temptation there, but I think I'll take a pass thanks! ;)

Mike said...

Terri, sorry I couldn't spend more. As it turns out I don't have a very large budget to spend on boobs that don't belong to my wife.