And sometimes you feel like Blah.I remember, back in my younger days – maybe six or seven, who knows...my childhood is a blur at this point, I blame it on the loose women, fast cars, and hard drugs that made up my grade school years – I had this little spin-art playset thing. It came with a palette of acrylics, a ream of paper, and a device that let you spin said paper. I seriously doubt I ever used it for it's actual purpose, though. There was something just too cool about the look paint had when it pooled, congealed, and intermixed into a rainbow of hideous colors God never meant us to know. I'm pretty sure I ruined half the ream, most of the paint, the device's machinery and a significant portion of my bedroom carpet in one single bout of playtime with that thing.
Ahh, but the memories last a lifetime...
What was I talking about again?
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