Last night I had a visitor. My neighbor, Cory Godbey, snuck into the house and placed a wig on a stick on the staircase that leads to my room. The white peepers sat at my eye level, and I jumped as I turned the corner.
Here’s a picture of me with the offending wig. I have nearly recovered.
I have a painting I can’t wait to start and another piece I hope to post this weekend, about 70 percent completed. Not enough hours in the day.
Man, that is creepy! What weird neighbors you have… how do you work with this guy?
Terrifying. I would never have forgiven the man. I would actually have shot him, probably . . .