Random Thoughts On the Emptiness of Being Where Nothing Much Happens But Wet Socks

First off, a big thanks to ultra-marathon runner Kevin Jones for hooking up my fangirl daughter with posters straight from LionsGate for MockingJay. So shines a good deed in a weary world.


Beyond that, this blog has been pretty empty lately. My meta-artsy side is actually trying to make a statement that nothing much happens in this world when you walk out your door. People don't change. Sure, they struggle, but they do not have epiphanies and nothing much is resolved.  In other words, the lack of blog updates is, in fact,  a reflection of the real world and true art. 

 I dressed up as Nicholas Cage and pointed this out in class. Take a minute to watch the results:






Okay, Thanks.