"I Pray Daily For Amy" Galerie Chappe, Paris August 28th 2008
EXPOSITION/HOMMAGE A AMY WINEHOUSE A LA GALERIE CHAPPE le 28 AOUT A 18H /Troy Henriksen/
Delphine Perlstein/
Gary Farelly/
Vincent Alron/
Whitetrash Art/
Claire Price/
Jean-Marc Dallanegra/
Dominique Fury/
Mr Chat/
Yom/
Moz/
Fred Bread/
Alvin Case/
Cyril Anguelidis/
Joseph Leon/
Ilias/
Regis-R/
Cindy Lo/
Toma-L
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Thanks to Gary Farrelly for putting my name out over France way... I owe him a big old pint of beer!
Cindy McCain, wife of Republican presidential candidate John McCain, released a cookie recipe to the press and is now being accused of thieving the recipe from Hershey's corporation. She uses slightly more butterscotch than the Hershey's recipe.
We have all become drooling morons, haven't we. No wonder everyone in the world hates us.
On to the important part: the recipe:
1. Heat oven to 375F.
2. In a large bowl beat the butter or margarine, granulated sugar and brown sugar together. Add the eggs and vanilla, beating well.
3. In a medium-size bowl, stir together the flour, baking soda, cinnamon and salt. Gradually add flour mixture to butter mixture; stir until blended. Stir in oats and butterscotch chips. Drop by tablespoonfuls about 2 inches apart onto ungreased cookie sheets.
4. Bake at 375°F for 10 minutes, until the edges begin to brown. Transfer to a wire rack to cool.
After neglecting to update my website for a year or so, I've decided to switch to this blog format. I figured I could publish my new artwork here, as well as pepper the page with content I usually saved for ghosttraveller.
I doubt I'll be doing any more ghost mapping any time soon, however. My interests have changed since I started that endeavor, and with all the newfound hubbub (what with the cheesy TV shows about 'ghost hunters', 'clairvoyants', etc, etc) it just plain wasn't that unusual a subject or much fun anymore. Every fucking asshole who opened up a hotel or restaurant in North America seemed to like to say they had a "benevolent spirit" lurking about. Whatever. Rats more like.
I will happily be posting any strange vintage recipes I find, like I used to in Peggy's Antiquated Recipes and Sancho's Museum of Culinary Disasters. In fact, I just saw one recently that I'm dying to get out to you all: "Corn Cob Jelly". I gotta snag that cookbook from my mom before I can get it to you, so I promise I'll do it. I just love disgusting old cookbooks.
As for me, I've been freed from a 10 year relationship (read: dumped for the big tittied, younger personal assistant) and have moved from the White Trash mecca that is Reno, Nevada back to my original White Trash roots in Wenona, Illinois. Along with me came my trusty companion, Sancho the Rhodesian Ridgeback. And with that pet reference I come full circle, as I reminisce of my very first website of nine years ago: Sancho's Creepy Doghouse of Terror. I do indeed miss the stone age of internet blogging, when nearly everybody had some title with too many adjectives and no domain to call their own. God bless GeoCities and Tripod: training wheels for half-assed website developers.
Thanks if you are visiting. I hope to make it visually and contextually interesting.
