
Some people might say that I'm obsessed with stripes. Taking a look at my outfit, I just might agree with them. I tried to figure out what it is about stripes that I love so much. The answer came to me while riding along in the Pirates of the Carribean at Disneyworld: everything striped is awesome and everything awesome is striped. Here is the list as I have compiled it so far: Cheshire Cat, pirates (of course), old-school criminals (yeah, they're awesome, so what), Beetlejuice, lots of goblins in Labyrinth as well as Toby, Alice's stockings (and don't forget her rockin' Mary Janes—even her shoes are a drug reference), Jack Skellington, jesters and/or jugglers, elves, tigers, and circus tents. I know there's more out there, so would anyone care to add to the list?
Well, these little stripey guys consumed every flat surface in my studio, as you can see:

These are for the Sampler, but if you are not a subscriber (You're not? What's your excuse?), I also have these in my shop.
I went out with Holly again last night, as well as her friend Emily and Emily's friend John. I bumped into two people I went to high school with, which was awesome. All of us, with the exception of one high school friend, went to Art Attack, where they put two paintings in a boxing ring and ask the audience to cheer for the one they like the best. The winner makes it to the next round, where it will compete against a different painting, and the loser must be purchased right away or else it gets chainsawed. All in all, a great evening, although my desire to see someone's hard work destroyed did expose a bit more of my destructive side than I'd like.