A Semi-Fair Trade.

My friend Jeremy asked me if I would paint a picture of one of his fave musical artists, Dallas Green. In exchange, I was offered a free trip to Chicago to see Dallas, hotel, the other things I'd have to pay, and Jamba Juice. When this posts, I will be in Chicago, sleeping. Pre-trip, I am anticipating a miz time because oh Chicago, how I loathe thee, but this is free so how could I turn that down? It was all last minute. I started the painting yesterday and got it finished. I took a picture of it without the flash (first one), with the flash (second one), and close up with the flash (third one). I'm pleased with the way it turned out. I like it because it has a bit of texture to it. I used gouache and acrylic. I'm thinking it's worth it alone for free Jamba Juice. I can get down on Jamba all day and night. Click to enlarge!

The other night, I dreamed that on said trip, I stayed at the Sheraton Hotel and it caught fire and I ended up on the roof with my friends, screaming. I woke up after that. I don't know if I died or not, but I called Jeremy and asked him where we were staying and he told me the Sheraton. Now, he doesn't think this is weird, but I feel like this is Final Destination. If something happens to me, know that I love you all. I left a list of contacts for my mother on my dry erase board (because she thinks it's weird too) and should I die, she will contact those people and they will contact all of my friends. Matt Benyo, you are one of these people and so are you, Rhiannon. Matt Benyo, if I die, make sure you talk to Brother Chan. He will have my final requests/words for you. I'm hoping this doesn't actually happen, but it's better to be prepared. I expect everyone to be at my funeral too. Hopefully I see everyone tomorrow! I HAVE SOME GOOD THINGS TO POST SO I NEED TO LIVE THNX!