It’s just as well that tomorrow is Friday. I’ve been beset by a whole slew of annoying details and bullshit niggles. One hopes that this’ll pass. Twenty Ten has been bumpy thus far and the temperatures are set to head south before rising back above zero for the first time in more than 3 weeks. It’s all a bit balloon farm, innit?
Elvis would have been seventy five tomorrow if he was still around. There are all kinds of features in the press and media about whether he would still cut it or not. And more depressingly, would he be likely to get a place on “reality” TV. The equally sad answer is probably not.
Why the fuck would anyone with any semblance of talent get commissioned for that pish? But still, this type of feature is sent to try us. Or maybe just me.
Still, let us turn our attention to the guy in a positive light and the annual LA (as in Li’l Art) extravaganza that takes place every January 8th. Venue info here, visit the wonderful world of SoFein.com here.