Mischief's day with Rich Corozine
I am not going to give up! Today, I will instigate some mischief, dang it! Ah, ha! I have heard of an artist (always a good source of unpredicatble and rambunctious behavior!) who lives nearby. I thought I'd pay him a visit.
His name is Rich Corozine, here he is in his studio.
I caught him while he was working, but that didn't stop him from telling me tall tales.
In a very short amount of time, I felt very confident that I could and would influence him towards mischief! What, oh, what shall we do? Hmmmmmm....
Whisper, whisper, oh...this one will be good! OO-Hooo!
YES! YES! Mischief! Lying down in the middle of the road! Ha-ha! What chaos would ensue?...Traffic stopped, people gawking, squirrels would have to leap over him! Joy!
And as I waited for the crowd to gather...he continued to extol his theories about art, symbiosis and the meaning of chance encounters.
Ah, but Diary, my plans were foiled. Apparently there isn't much traffic or population on Lookout Ave. No one noticed us - not even a squirrel. Drat!
Hmmmm. What else?
How about jumping off a bridge??
This took some convincing....but.....
HA! It looks like we're in trouble!
What??! Sing! what are you doing here?
Sing! said, "What are you thinking?! This is a really bad idea!"
"Shhhhh!" I said. "You'll ruin everything!"
Rich looked at me and said, "Hey man, you know....this IS kinda a crazy idea. I need my winter coat. It's freezing out here."
Drat! Who's this Sing person who prevented the art world from becoming a better place by eliminating such riff-raff as that Italian Renaissance Imposter, Carrattzinni?!!ReplyDelete
Then again, had he leapt, the poor old Wallkill would have suffered a great indignity by having to host such flotsam (or would the jump have qualified him as jetsam?).