Thursday, December 17, 2009


I was sitting for the gallery on a particular day (i forget which) when one of the "patrons" was a lost soul finding art for the first time. How wonderful ... until he got close ... and the following was my found art:


My head is really, really hurtin'

'cause your booty really, really stinks

you haven't washed in a bazillion years -

that's what me really, really thinks.

A shower with a whole lotta soap

would serve you really, really well -

then you'd smell like Heaven

'stead of the ass-crack of hell!

k.v.khai (c) 2009

Friday, December 11, 2009


It was a sad, sad day when only Mary and Keith from Albany Poets showed up for tonight's Open Mic.

Where, oh, where were the poets, the audience and the questionable? Out shopping for the season (if that's the case, where the hell is my gift ;-)??

We waited until 7:45 to officially cancel it and then lo & behold, someone tried to come in just before eight o'clock ... sorry buddy, better luck next time. See you in January ... hopefully!

Thursday, December 3, 2009