Uncle Sam | 04/13/09
Every great hero needs an arch-villain. I finally, after 13 months in DC, found mine. She takes the form of a 17-year old girl who probably enjoys cutting herself. She is in my art class and her newest piece is called "Dismembered Man". Clever. Hold onto that teenage angst sweetheart. I can't even fathom the horrors you've seen growing up in Georgetown but my heart goes out to you.
So there I am mixing up some reds and blues for my piece. It's an early mix and the reds and blues are very bright. The girl, herein "Cutter", walks past me. She says something like "Nice patriotism Uncle Sam." I respond with, "And I call the piece 'These Colors Don't Run'" to which she replies "THE WORLD!" to which I reply, "I see the double-sarcasm was lost on you." Unlike negative numbers, sarcasm is apparently not canceled out when using it twice. I hate this girl and her painted-black jean jacket and hundreds of jelly bracelets.
A lesser man would have rubbed it in her face that
I was he was going to get a piece at a show in Georgetown but I accepted he accepted the honor with humility. Why? Because I'm he's a grown-ass man.