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December 06, 2005
Shrinky-Dink
On Sunday morning I had a painful conversation with my parents, consumed the 'biscuits n' gravy special' at a local diner, then, weighted down by filial guilt and sausage drippins, slid into a heavy slumber for the rest of the afternoon. When Zuzka shook me awake hours later, it was dark outside and drool was crusted on my chin. At, Zuzka's urging, I took a walk down Castro street during which I found it necessary, on account of my low spirits, to stop into Cliff's General Store and spend the last of my credit on things essential to my happiness. Such as: a teeny tiny palette of watercolors, a miniature xylophone, soap bubbles, a wind-up rabbit that walks in circles, a yellow thing that pops, an unfinished heart-shaped box, collage glue, three different colors of glitter contact paper, two packs of Shrinky-Dink, and a paper accordian with butterflies.
I'm not saying paper accordians and mechanical bunnies are adequate substitutes for the hard drugs a case like me calls for. I'm a'waitin' for the Topamax(TM) to kick in. In fact, I volunteered to start at 100 mg instead of 50 or 25 because fuck the side effects! I'm hardcore like that! On the other hand, shiny things smile my brain for five seconds whether I will it or not.
In any event, I didn't sleep at all last night, which isn't as bad a thing as it sounds-- trying to sleep, I decided, was way too much pressure. I figured it'd be more relaxing to watch Aqua Teen Hunger Force and make Shrinky-Dinks in bed, which is just what I did. Damn good Shrinky-Dinks, I might add, on which I have traced with the insane detail of a hypomanic insomniac basketcase the covers of some very cool classic paperback books: Pale Fire, Gravity's Rainbow, The Brothers K, Democracy, The Berlin Stories. Now I realize the market Shrinky-Dinked paperback covers is a somewhat limited one, but as I'm officially broke (this afternoon I go to the food stamps office, yum yum!), I'm going to throw it out there that if the spirit should so move you to hit that there PayPal button, I'll send a Shrinky-Dink your way as a token of appreciation. They need to be sealed so they don't smudge, but I'll do that today.
I'll take some photos and get them up soon. Also, if you'd like me to make you a specifc Shrinky-Dunk book (or other image) let me know. As long as I have the book or can borrow it, I'll make it. Oh, and let me know if you'd like a hole in it so you can hang it as an ornament or on a necklace. It could also be mounted on a magnets or broach!
Posted by hissycat at December 6, 2005 02:00 PM
Comments
jbird my dear dear soulful compatriot, you are wonderfullness manifest. i owe you a kidnapping. right now there is this guy doing sprints up the path upon which I sit, and though he doesn't know it, he't sstripping away the dull ache I swallowed when I handed in my pathetic japanese final exam, the second of three poorly executed failures.
Posted by: kt at December 8, 2005 10:50 AM