I think it’s just so funny some of the reactions and comments I get in response to being a vegetarian:

My mother:”NO don’t look!”

Me: “Whaaaat…”

Her: “Just don’t do it!”

ME:”What it is it, peanuts?” [I’M ALLERGIC YO]

Mommy: “hahahha NO”

She is covering an abundance of ham with her hand. Apparently I can’t look at meat/ham/”cold cuts”

Also:

My all time favorite:

[She who will not be named]: Karina what do you want on your pizza?

KREENZ:Oh you know, I like ANYTHING but meat. [gave her a good venue to choose from]

[She]: OH! SO, pepperoni’s good?

PEPPERONI’S GOOD? ..hmm. OKAY-

Guess I’ll be occupied for a little while. 

What a creative man, Maurice.

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This is what happens when I find a new pizza place I like…I count eat 4567 of these.

Just some Mother’s Day art.

…When art on the floor accelerates to Art Therapy.

Shaking Through Session

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spectrals:

“What if…” movies reimagined for another time & place

“What if movies we were all familiar with were made in a different slice of time? Who would be in it? Who would direct it? So here we are.” (source)

You can basically do anything you want if you believe. Now, I’m not too sure if what the verdict of this story is going to be- if I did, I doubt I’d be writing it. I can tell you two things: we ended up with $100 and an art-astic evening.

If there’s one thing I know about myself, it’s that I set my expectations for others too high [on a daily basis.] I was in the midst of passive anger and on the verge of punching a tree- but why would I because I enjoy those plants?

So- the mission is to get some coffee- it’s simple. It’s easily attainable. I basically achieve that goal daily. Johnny and I are walking and talking- I’m just talking about how I called the kid from Little Miss Sunshine and left a message: “Hi….it’s really a good thing to work with Steve Carrell …well I hope you’re..-“

WHAAAAT

This is not real. Ok hi hello. Straight up One hundred dollars with a diagonal crease stared at Johnny delightfully. The sinister green bill wiped all meaningless conversation out of our mouths. Money can do that I suppose.

Let’s hold out conversation for awhile and just produce grunts of surprise. Let’s just cry out in laughter until we get out of this gated community in which we live. 

“What’ll we do with it?”

“yeah- it’s only a hundred dollars though-“

“but that is a lot to find on the sidewalk”

“let’s keep walking let’s talk about it later.”

“let’s take a bus to San fran”

“let’s not”. 

Oh that’s a nice rug. Let’s see it’s still there when we get back. It has some good Earthtones. It has potential. Let’s see if it’s here when we get back.

Fazzztttferrrwerrrd

Nice- that rug is there. It somewhat smells like bus spray. That’s perfect! The space it created… the energy…

Let’s lay it out on the floor… set the tone, set the dynamics with some Coldplay. You know the drill. Let’s sprawl out a sheet of brown paper and paint and draw relentlessly. Nice to hear that muted trumpet at midnight.

Oh, I may have forgotten about $100.