Leaving for BAHston

To-morrow morning I will be getting up at dark thirty to toddle on over to the airport. Quite sadly, I shall be lacking a suitable entourage for my trip to Boston, but I will soldier on nonetheless. If I haven't died of frostbite or a surfeit of lobster, I will post another part to my series on very odd art tomorrow night.

ha ha ha! This entry on PostSecret is hilarious