North By Northeast

I'm not attending either Kevin so maybe I can hang with you and mojo? No signing my breasts though!

Not sure why I read that as "volunteering in the DRUNK booth". Maybe because it's Friday? Who knows.

I could fill the booth with grain alcohol and be volunteering in BOTH at the same time!

Finally! I can put my moobies to good use. Sign away, my good man.

Duh ... since I'm popping in from the Internet (via a Movable Type sneak preview) and not from your exact area, wherever is this "Abandoned, Rat-Infested Mansion on Rydal Avenue" located besides on/in your blog? And if it is truly only on your blog, where is the door opening to enter this inglorious piece of aged real estate and listen to you wax prophetically about Escaping into Lunacy? Obviously not Austin. Oh, and in case I can attend for the free signing, I have slightly aged, formerly baby-suckled mammaries. Will that do?

Sorry, I am unable to attend the ARMonRA Fest, but can I still send my beast to be signed?

Nice painting. I really like the windows. But, if this place really is abandoned, why are they still running the fire place? To keep the rats warm?

Testmonkey - They were already being put to good use. Where else would your nipples go?

Dare - I'm no expert on breasts, but that should work. And it will be much easier with the babies removed.

Captain - What is it? A mule? I'll sign anything as long as it has vertebrae.

Gerren - I can tell by your tone, that you would prefer the rats to stay cold. SOOOO selfish.

I searched and searched for some kind of hidden link on your ventriloquist page, but none....none! I don't want you anywhere near my breasts with a sharpie. But you can sign my girlfriend's boobs, that would be sweeeeeet.

Silly Glindon... the link was never in the page... it was in your heart all along. It's in every one of us when we use our imaginations [cue windchime and harp, toss fairy dust while skipping].

NxNE would be far more convenient for me anyway. Sign me up for next year.

Already done. And I volunteered you to bring the potato salad.

I’ve taken the liberty of sending some hors d’oeuvres via air mail. In retrospect, I probably should have used a refrigerated package, but, on the plus side, the marinade will have had plenty of time to sink in.

Coincidentally I will be holding my own conference as well. It is very exclusive as you can only get tickets if you are me. The main event is a 2 hour talk to myself about how great I am. This will of course be open to questions afterwards.

Cliener - Ooooh! I can taste them already! Wait - no, I can't. What the hell is that taste then?

Steve - Well that sucks. Finally there's a conference where I can find out what sort of greatness level you're at, and I can't attend!

Now I'm rethinking if attending SXSW was REALLY worth it?

Potato salad... alll you can eaattttttt.....

I like your art style.

Being SXSE, my boobies prefer a summer conference for any signage activities. It's still a bit more nippy than they like and I hate to put them in a bad mood; they do out number me two to one.

Oh my god, i totally love your site! It's so much like your paintings... I was just looking for inspiration in the net, and i'm so glad to have stumbled yours. I also loved how you used the desaturated purple. Lovely!

Thanks for the 2 minute party. I had fun.