Is that scrape on the passenger side of your car? MMM HMMM I seem to remember a conversation about you having a hard time with your right hand side. Maybe it's time to get that checked out! :) Nice scrape...Kinda looks like Jesus! (Kidding)

Again your witty commentary on the random expressions of individuality in Portland is always entertaining. I used to think the same thing about art until my junior high teacher wrote a note to my guidance counselor saying it was ok if I didn't get put back in an art class the following year....Jeesh! And to think she potentially stifled what could have been the next Monet'.....um ok not really :)

I really enjoy your commentary. It is great to find something refreshing to read, something light and fun. Thanks!

I wish I could have convinced my dad that I was an artist all those times I got a little too close to the garage door frame. Talk about being stifled.

Come to think of it that scrape kinda looks like a dacshund running toward the front of the car! I see where you were going with it.

You're right, Andrea. It does resemble some animal running at a very high rate of speed.

I mean, yes, that's exactly what I intended it to look like.

To me the gigantic ball of pants is Dadaist and Surrealist, not to mention somewhat ominous, suggestive of the charred remains of a pitched battle between an army of barbarian insurance salesmen trousers, the former occupants of which dressed to the left, and an equally vicious rebel force of banker gray pinstriped suit pants, the former wearers of which dressed to the right. Each group having chucked off the suspenders and rushed headlong in a fiery conflagration for the cause.

Oddly, however, if it were a gigantic ball of rumpled khaki Dockers, it would be suggestive of a rec room full of 1950s dads playing Twister and listening to Perry Como on the hi-fi. In other words, very, very comforting.

P.S. - the car scratch looks like the Roadrunner Warner Bros. cartoon character. Paint a word balloon that says "Meep Meep" and no one will ever be the wiser. Just stay away from ACME products with a fuse.

Impressive Tom! Who knew you were such an art-jargon genius?

I have no idea what any of that means, but I think I'll mentally store some of those terms to use when an unexpected art conversation arises. Much appreciated!

Don't be coy, Shannon. Anyone with that meticulously etched scratch in her side panel certainly knows her art and art movements, and probably wears a beret. As for me, I don't know much about art, but I do know pants.