Or: Up With Sharpies™!
My muse, lately, has done little more than get me consistently buzzed on marker fumes. With the job market as it is, there’s been plenty of time to devote to such a delicious distraction. Yes, the arts are thriving… at least in my mother’s basement!
I submit, for your viewing pleasure, the latest bubbling beaker in an ongoing experiment in post-9/11 psychedelia (marihuana cigarette consumption prior to viewing optional):
Meet Miss Chico!
One of the patterns in this series, which I kinda-sorta started without realizing it in the Spring, is that each of these luscious ladies represents a city whose name ends with the letter “O”.
Also see: Miss San Leandro, Miss Tupelo.
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Miss Chico is the best yet. Way cool stuff.
That was like eating 200 bowls of Colon Blow, and enjoying it.
I’ve seen my fair share of things that may (or may not) have actually been there. I can confidently say that Miss Chico is somewhat beyond the realm of marihuana cigarette (i do like the chosen spelling though). Come to think of it, i might have met her sometime in the early ’90’s.
Print this to poster size for college dorm rooms and you might not need a “job”.
Beautiful. Now I’m all hungry.