To recharge, I ate some milk and cookies and then played the drums for a while. Not a good idea. Milk and drums don't mix - it's much like erudition and George W Bush. So now I'm sitting here moaning like Harry in When Harry met Sally, hoping my stomach doesn't explode. Exploding stomachs aren't fun, from what I hear.
I just googled "exploding stomachs" and got 357 hits.
I really get a kick out of Brandon Bird's paintings. If you've never looked at his work, I recommend clicking around on his web site for a while.
My cat is sneezing.
I just googled "exploding stomachs" and got 357 hits.
I really get a kick out of Brandon Bird's paintings. If you've never looked at his work, I recommend clicking around on his web site for a while.
My cat is sneezing.
