Well..

Isn't that good news on this fine Mother's Day Eve, my Grandad is finally out of hospital, which is awesome, he greeted me with the usual "Still doing the barbers out of business?". Awesome.

Isn't it weird how us humans, well the smart ones, can learn from other people's experiences and allow them to put their own experiences into perspective. I think this is a very good skill for any person to have, it's a sign, to me anyways, that somebody is very emotionally aware. I like emotionally aware people, they know how to sense the mood of a person or room. They also know when to leave you alone or when they need to say something to cheer you up. 

There was once an antique spoon called Mr. Terry Dominquez, he used to be constantly annoyed because all of his brothers and sisters had been melted down to be turned into the crown jewels. He was extremely jealous because they all now got loads of attention and he was just kept in a drawer in Buckingham Palace, lost and forgotten. Then one day he was discovered by a little old lady, she took him in, took care of him, polished him and everything. Terry was still annoyed however. Then one day he was all rapped up in his favourite denim jacket and he and the little old lady went for a drive. Soon after they were in a large hall and Terry was staring up at a mahogany faced man, the one, the only David Dickinson! Then terry spotted the camera, this was his time to shine! He was truly happy. He got sold for £50 at auction, he didn't feel this was enough so he turned savage, spooning everybody in that auction room to death, including the little old lady and Dickinson. He is now the most famous spoon in the world, kept bound and gagged in the Tower of London, right next to his brothers and sisters.

I like to cover myself in lime green paint then writhe around on a canvas and sell it as "art"

FORWARDS!