Wednesday, July 18, 2007


Last night Grant informed me of his plans for a conceptual performance piece in Europe. He told me he was going to run away from home because I wouldn't make him a quesadilla for dinner.

- Really? Where are you going?

- SWITZERLAND! And I won't eat pasta EVER!

- What will you do there?

- I will stay in bed, and I won't get up EVER!

Then he walked off and went to sleep in the guest bedroom, apparently prepping himself for his slothful art in Switzerland.


Josh said...

I am going with you Grant!

savoury toothed tiger said...

if pulls that stunt in september he may be a little disappointed in his bedmate...i love pasta!