zinc! zinc! come back zinc!

wow, 2 blogs in one day. is such a thing possible? yes. yes it is.

i should totally become an alcoholic writer like edgar allen poe or f. scott fitzgerald. i had 2 glasses of wine with dinner, and i'm in a writin' kind of mood. as far as i can tell, i'm not even making any typos. well, i am, but i'm noticing them and fixing them so you'll never see them.

part of this rant was inspired by the receipt of a purdy butterfly card in a sticker covered envelope, with a bit of cash enclosed. this is for services rendered. services in the form of purdy red necklaces that have been made and distributed. that makes me happy. the public is enjoying my art. good for them.

craig said that we could get an actual pin-up poster and hang it in the house. he's very accepting, and not just because these posters feature scantily-clad women. soon i will manage a full-house takeover of all things vintage! moo ha ha! oh, i'm so evil. i should stop writing while i can still notice the words i'm leaving out.

ok enough semi-drunken rambling.

love,
des