To be honest, days of the week mean nothing to me anymore...
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This is Ralph. Ralph has a pasta strainer on his head. Ralph also has a blog that I've enjoy perusing for quite a while now. It's here:
Ralph's an artist - was a working living breathing artist almost all his life. He asked his readers to send him dollar bills for some kinda whacky art thing he's working on - something like this:
Looks kinds like about the amount of money I'm gonna send my 100th follower, right?
So, anyway, he tries to crowd source his little project on his blog:
But after doing this for a few weeks, none of his lame-ass readers send him anything to add to the project.
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So Ralphie goes on his blog and bitches that no one is sending him dough and he can't complete his 'project'. I send him this:
and he posts it on his blog along with my note:
Give's me my props, too
Ralph's a good guy. Ustabe hard drinking gamblin' madman with a great sense of humor. Probably woulda enjoy havin' 7 or 8 beers with him back in the day but he ain't doin' beers any more..
Read his blog - you'll enjoy it.
The link is right here on my blogroll on the right - has been since day one.
Send the guy a coupla bucks.
Tell him Joe said shut up ya friggin' crybaby.
And Epstein didn't kill himself.
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and - Epstein didn't kill himself.
So there...
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