“Whinge: A Post.” 2012. Plastic, circuit board, solder, wire, flat-panel monitor. On loan from collection of the artist.
I mean, I realize that sometimes a post is just a dud, and there’s nothing to be done.
But you’re such a wonderfully vocal and funny bunch that I was looking forward to a zany comment thread full of over-the-top invented art-speak for everyday occurrences. I guess you all had to wash your hair that night. I understand.
Tonight, I had grand plans for chicken thighs and Israeli couscous and veggies with ras el hanout and yogurt sauce followed by a post regaling you with my newly-discovered fear of random quantum events. Alas, that will have to wait, because I neglected to take into account that today is the single busiest day in my entire work year. I’m not sure when I’ll get home, but I’m sure that when I do, I’ll be lucky if I can make it through a single beer before I keel over dead on the floor. Pray for me.
Also: Counteroffer to our counteroffer! Negotiations proceeding apace! Whee!
Somehow, life gets VERY busy when you are in house buying-or-selling negotiations. We experienced this years ago, a couple of in-person friends experienced it, now you. It is very weird; maybe it is related to quantum entanglement, or sting theory, or other things that confuse me.
Lots of things confuse me too, like Snozzwangers and the Whangdoodles, even the Vermicious Knids. Here’s to Chocolate when all else fails. 😉
beer
I feel your pain
i call this one a portrait of an overstressed produce mom…
i just found out the helper that i was supposed to be getting at work will not be coming through. therefore week 4 of seven day work weeks continues apace, and god help us all if i go into overtime. my poor children are lucky if i can remember how to make dinner tonight, and i’m starting to think that cold cereal might be dinner. i’ll join you in your passed out beer though.
The ceviche post was so witty I didn’t even have words. It was the opposite of a dud. It was impossible to follow with adequate comments.
@maven, LIES! i know how erudite the commentariat is. NO EXCUSES.