Spray paint on the walls told us to arrive today: october 22. The scene was fun; ages between 3& about 66 years old were present, all admiring the shit painted on the walls by some strung out skeleton people. I felt sketchy in the alley because I was holding a 40z, a Pig, and a rotweiler named Grandma Rodeo.
I saw a stand up bass, a ukalayley, and a GG Allin Impersinator. Spent half my time with girls in high heels, and the rest laughing with friends. Art galleries are just places where hipsters sell cocaine nowadays. Fuck that.
Floyd Collins and Kathy Fiscus visited the house today, they each got stuck in the stairs on the way up. Their stories are far more accurate and interesting than ours.
All truth, enjoy the delta roots
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