Friday, September 26, 2008
fix the broads
went to the currier opening tonite. saw some epic warhols. it really is a whole different expierience when u see "famous" art work in person. i left the gallery feeling sad about the death of atomic optimism that came about as a result of the assasination of JFK. the fukkers won. way bakk then. so then what the fukks the point of anything now? i dunno. im just glad there was a velvet underground tribute band that didnt sukk. and i looked at almost contemporary art with my father and we would have gotten to talk about it too if my mother hadnt worn "difficult" shoes.