Ugh. Supposedly someone asked the artist where the heart is. I don't even care anymore.
For those not in on the joke, the downtown in which I work is having this fundraiser wherein local artists were given molded cat sculptures to decorate. The sculptures were then put on display in various shops. The indolent rich are invited to bid on these cats, to raise money for the town's art commission. I'm really tired of making conversation about the damn cats.
For those not in on the joke, the downtown in which I work is having this fundraiser wherein local artists were given molded cat sculptures to decorate. The sculptures were then put on display in various shops. The indolent rich are invited to bid on these cats, to raise money for the town's art commission. I'm really tired of making conversation about the damn cats.
How have I missed said cats? I am so going to find them tonight since I'm going into LG anyway.
Yes, but it's likely that the first detonation will take a few lives, depending on how quickly the cats revive, due to the extremely high levels of radiation.
Today I discovered two new bids on the cat. The first brought the cat up to $450. The second bid was ostensibly for 50 cents, though it was written (cent sign) 0.50, which would make it half a cent if we take it at face value. The halfpenny bidder also wrote something along the lines of 'are you serious??' next to the $450 bid. My coworker now thinks less of me because I thought that was funny.
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For those not in on the joke, the downtown in which I work is having this fundraiser wherein local artists were given molded cat sculptures to decorate. The sculptures were then put on display in various shops. The indolent rich are invited to bid on these cats, to raise money for the town's art commission. I'm really tired of making conversation about the damn cats.
How have I missed said cats? I am so going to find them tonight since I'm going into LG anyway.
Actually, when it comes to variably-painted charity animal sculptures, cows are the only existing cliche.
Like in an underground bunker or something.
Two or three times.