My roommate came home so drunk he couldn’t open the door with his keys. Then he proceeded to walk through the house with snow covered shoes. Next he calmly jumps on my priceless vintage couch, blizzard shoes still on and pounds two more beers while I quietly project some television. He decides to comment on while one of my close friends he would “fuck the shit out of”. He staggers to the bathroom. I know this is going to go poorly as he knocks into the kitchen table. I can hear the stream going from bowl to wall to I don’t know where. All I can do is sit and wait for it to be over, then go bleach mop the shit out of it. He gets to his room and smacks a wall or two. I get to work cleaning. Just as I’m finishing up, he lumbers back all, “yo bro look out”. He takes a shower. Once he’s safely back in bed I go to check the damage. He’s taken my towel and best pair of freshly washed black jeans. I go retrieve them without making a sound. I am trying to get to sleep after getting some work done from home, and there goes the shower again. It is now 4:00am. Why won’t he just black out? Showers do not sober you up contrary to all the cowboy movies.
I believe everyone everywhere needs to read this and help spread art addiction awareness. Please print and distribute as much as you can. Ask to leave them at the front desk at any museums, art stores, and galleries.
Flashback - The Moving Sidewalks
This is Bill Gibbons from Z.Z. Top in 1968. The Moving Sidewalks’ most well-known tune “99th Floor” was also recorded by The Coachmen in ‘66. After replacing two member, they became The Moving Sidewalks and went on to open for national acts like Jimi Hendrix, The Electric Prunes, The Cyrkle, and The Doors.
The New Colony Six shop @ Ward’s