Cough. Cough. As I sit here typing, Gravity is laying down next to me. Passing gas. Cough.
As for there being no art, I mean, very little art has been done. I played around with dyed paper towels a la Traci Bautista style on Monday evening.
Since then, its been work, going to the gym, dinner, walking the dog, and playing Mobwars on Facebook.
I am going to spend some time with my hubby and the beagle.