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January 05, 2009


This is an awesome photograph I just took.  It features me thinking about eating a Cheese-It and simultaneously having extremely romantic feelings for said Cheese-It. Anyway, i just wanted to show you guys this 'cause it's an example of art imitating life. A lot of  you have been emailing me really intense questions these days, and time and time again i get asked if I think art imitates life or if life imitates art. I say the same thing over and over again, "It depends on how imitatablish your life is." Then usually I never hear back from them because they realize I make up words and really have no clue what I'm talking about. 

On a positive note, do you have any idea how long they will leave your electricity on when you haven't paid the bill? It fucking shocks me! I wake up daily unsure how i still live in an apartment with electricity and i flip the switch and BANG! there it is! Lights and hair dryers and toaster ovens and everything. It's like winning a small lottery every single day. One day I will wake up in a cold, dark apartment, but that day is going to be normal. That's the life equivalent of the drive home from Vegas or something. 

Should I be using this space to change the world?