Do you miss me?
Its day 7 of 9 in Los Angeles for work, it feels like its been months. I'm like Tom Hanks in Cast Away, 'cept with access to overpriced room service ($20 omelette, wha??) and Wilson is this fine dude named Abram at the valet. Hahhht.
Muchas gracias to all my west coast buddies (Norm, this is what the kids call a "shout out") for making it out to my little gallery opening soiree in Silverlake on Friday. I hope you all got your fill of acai berry vodka cocktails and warm beer. Totes success.
1 comment:
come back shaps!
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