Brad Walsh

Weekend Recap: Ridiculous and Pretentious Art Titles Edition

Ten High over Isle Thai

City Aquatic with Sheets

Day Labor Entendre

Chelsea Within, Chelsea Without

Girl Before A Camera

Female Figure with Head of Mac

Flattering Bust of Hillary Faye

He Has Come to His Senses

American [Former] Goth-ic

Abandoner, Still Esteemed

Thirteen Tales of Furey

Diana Unhinged

Um. Janelle & Stevil Touching Tongues at MisShapes.

I guess I didn’t really try very hard with that last one. But hey, did you see the part where I got some love from Mandy Moore, who is very tall and totally lovable? Gay love, sure, but I suppose it was Pride weekend. What did I do to celebrate? I sat on the couch and watched a Project Runway marathon, and then Diana called and we went out dancing. Gay people on floats generally piss me off. As does Jennifer Lopez when she’s wearing her Singer Hat.

Andrea left for Milwaukee this weekend, which is no fun for us after a week of her staying on our couch. Our apartment was sort of a halfway house for a week, and while it was a great week for early morning dancing to “Discotech” and late night learning High School Musical dance moves with Chelsea, it’s also nice to be able to relax again.

Also, I’ll clear out my queue of sightings of famous people that I have yet to detail to my mom (the only person who even pretends to care the least bit about who I see): Jason Bateman walking one of those dogs that’s both cute and ugly, Jerry O’Connell & Rebecca Romijn eating & walking around at the weird little Ear Inn while we were drinking after work at two on Friday afternoon, Beck (who looked me up and down and smiled while I was drunk and wearing something insane), Leo Fitzpatrick pushing a bicycle, and Whoopi Goldberg again on Prince Street making me happy just by being there.

And this is mostly untrue, but flattering nonetheless.