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perhaps the unanticipated minority voice of minority trains of thought, or not. it would behoove the reader to just hang through it a bit. something unexpected and clear might arise.

Monday, September 06, 2004



this is a painting that i did about five years ago that i sent to my nephew for his high school graduation. not only did he not get it in time for this fantastic milestone, it arrived 3 and a half months later! the reason? someone had spilled oil or something on the shipping address, and instead of contacting the person at the still intact return address side (me!), they just placed it in some random corner of the post office and clocked out for the day, month, or year. Überraschen!

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