Even though I couldn't feel my feet, I just stood there. I was mesmerized by the evolving palette of red flowing over the stark white ground. Such a beautiful abstract coming from such a horrific, yet personally enjoyable, origin. My approach went from cerebral to emotional when they hung up on me. That's when I actuated the wood chipper and knocked her out.
Saturday, August 25, 2007
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These were a little difficult. Resisting the temptation to already break from my own rules, I ended up with an allusion to "Fargo." I wanted to keep going, which I suppose is part of this exercise.
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