Check it out. That’s one happy witch. It was drawn by a maniac on a bicycle who got me drunk in SoHo and dinked me to an East Village dive bar where this was drawn. Now my arse hurts and I’ve got grazes on my knees. Life sure is strange. Today Miranda told me, “We make plans and God laughs.” Well if he does, then I hope he pissed his pants.

08/11/09 -- New York -- 0 Comments