Last night Al and I made the trek to St. Paul to dance around in the streets and hug everyone in sight and celebrate the fact that all the beautiful couples around us are now free to marry each other, if they so please.
Tired from dancing, we ducked into a quiet little print shop nearby and were pleasantly surprised to find out they were letting people make their own screen prints in celebration of the day.
I happily rolled mine, was told “my, you’re a loud one!”, and retreated to the corner to decide if that’s a metaphor for my life or not.
Alex, in an attempt to be friendly, was far too complimentary about their scratch paper and then not only received that as his free poster (!!!) but was also roped into cutting up plastic as payment for his special gift as I laughed for five minutes.
Love is the law, motherfuckers. Be nice to each other, even if it just results in an abstract purple smudge of a print that you’re never ever going to hang up on your wall.