Hung Like Huang

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Mike (Huang) and I discussing the meaning of art after watching an (infamous) Alex Grey performance:

DirtEater85 (1:25:34 AM): sometimes art isnt really art
astroguy 123 (1:26:54 AM): haha
astroguy 123 (1:27:20 AM): well i think it boils purely into an argument of semantics
DirtEater85 (1:27:29 AM): ;sometimes its just two people with puking fetishes

Jeff at Fiddler’s Green in San Francisco… attempting to do an inebriated Harry Caray whilst inebriated.

My friend on the logic behind his misfortunes:

I’m the only homeless person with a job. How the fuck does that work?!