Thursday, June 09, 2005

I couldn't sleep. The rest of my family was in bed by 9:30. And for some reason, Kinky Friedman didn't appeal to me. One day, I shall have to compose an entire entry dedicated to his genius. But tonight is not his night. Instead, Andy Warhol is my muse. Photoshop is my medium. And this room is far away from the smell of dog shit. Long story.