I am getting closer to being done with the hideous medical treatment. Needles... I mean needlesS to say I don't have a date this Friday night sitting around making diagrams like the one above. Child, lately I can't give it away! A lonely old museum guard at the Metropolitan did tell me I had pretty eyes at the Beyond Babylon exhibit yesterday.
These new life size wooden cutouts of the Texan Hill family are totally bizarre to see on the Lower East Side. It's a huge display with a real wooden fence installed and even a nice astro turf trim at the bottom. Maybe because it's Houston street. Are the Hills from Houston, Texas? You do know that we pronounce Houston St. differently than Houston Texas? Is it political art? I can't imagine Fox would advertise like this. Today Hank was missing - somebody got him. I'm considering going by there and snagging Peggy tonight before someone else does.
HAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAAAAAAAA!
Nobody wants Bobby. I think this orphaned image will endure for a while.
OH NO THEY DIDN'T! I was coming home with groceries tonight and saw this! They weren't skilled enough to remove it and/or were just vandals because there was no reason to crack his wooden arms off to get the thing off. I think someone peeled the face off as a last desperate attempt, I don't know. I had nothing to do with this. RIP Bobby.
