Actually, I think they are more Strong Sad-y than beady. Hey, we can’t all be Edward Gorey. Although I'm not ashamed to admit I’ve tried in more than one graphic design class. Some of us think we’re being all spooky and disturbing and it just comes out all orange and curly. Kind of like when Butters on South Park tries to become a super-villain but only comes up with “Professor Chaos” and wears a tin foil super suit.
Well, I was needing a little art project and am actually pretty happy with it. I can’t imagine being original and artistic every month, dooce style. Although maybe if I had a chopstick-balancing, wig-wearing, retractable-fanged dog, I would be more inspired. Or maybe then I would have even less time because I would be taking care of a stupid dog.
Now I can get back to my previous art project, Bella Bunny—-cutest knitting project ever. Last night at Stitch n Bitch I finished her ear. This was unfortunate for Bella Bunny, because last night Dunn Brothers was indistinguishable from Como Zoo monkey island. Not only was crazy cabaret guy there singing (thankfully, NOT about John Kerry killing babies) while banging on the piano, but crazy bean roaster employee was also there doing her spring cleaning on the roaster, complete with shop vac (shop vacs are for This Old House SHOPS, crazy bean roaster lady, NOT coffee shops during peak coffee shop time) and oven-cleaning-cycle-like smoky haze. Add to that my favorite part, the frosting on the vacuum-cabaret cake, the woman at the adjacent table who had just FOUND HER BOYFRIEND on the Minnesota Bureau of Criminal Apprehensions website. I know this because she was heatedly describing his criminal record in detail to someone over her cell phone and I could just (nosily, I admit) pick up phrases like, “identity theft” and “his alias is Lamont” (incredulous) and “once a felon, always a felon.” I wonder if Lamont voted for Amy Klobuchar.