Welcome to blog one.
After reading all the drivel, some very interesting nonetheless, I've decided to blog about the retail trade, specifically flogging future landfill to unsuspecting tourists. I'm standing in the store right now flogging and blogging. The store, Keystone Quay, is located in fabulous Pickle Harbour out here on a rock in the North Atlantic. Here we enjoy tourists although it would make things simpler if they would just stay home and send their Visa cards. I love them though, wide eyed and so struck by this unusual place that they give me money for my art. Sure it's Kraft dinner and homemade wine in the winter time but in the summer I can live in a style unaccustomed, pretending to be important, even talented. It must be the Guinness.
People are vulnerable on vacation and I do my best to respect this vulnerability by offering full disclosure: everything I sell is guaranteed useless, although I paint on wood so you could burn it and stay warm for a little while. I sincerely thank people for saving me from having a job but this does not stop the niggling feeling they all need psychiatric help. I don't think I do unless happiness is a mental illness, which in a crazy world like this it probably is.
That's my intro. Stay tuned