It's weird how tastes change. Like my whole life I've been pulling the tomatoes off my burgers, and then in the last couple of months I started eating them and really enjoying them. And in the last couple of weeks I've decided I like cucumbers. And since I moved to Portland I've learned to like beer (but I think that's a requirement of living in this city). And suddenly lately I keep craving spicy foods, and I'm not against the occasional appearance of a jalapeno. Weird. And isn't it strange that people all share basically the same genetic material, save for a few variations, and yet some people could survive on chocolate and others think cabbage is the best food ever? How come Metallica used to be my favorite band ever while I was in high school and now I never listen to them? Yet I still listen to Nirvana regularly, even though my metal phase and my grunge phase pretty much overlapped.

Hey, did you ever notice that if you talk to a lot of people on the phone, all their voices sound kind of the same? Not totally the same, but you could probably put everyone into maybe ten groups that are similar enough that the difference is negligable? And yet we totally recognize the voices of our friends and family when they call? And we have no problem picking out the celebrity voices on the Simpsons? People even look the same. Again, just a few groups of people that are all basically similar, and yet you think your friends and people you know don't look like anyone else. It's weird.

I guess today I'd better get some price tags on my art today for First Thursday tomorrow. I like to put everything off until the last minute though. Tomorrow is also my birthday, which means I'd kind of rather not spend it sitting down in the Pearl District not selling any fucking paintings, but maybe I'm just being a negative ass. Just because I didn't sell anything the last two times I was down there doesn't mean I won't sell anything this time. Right? Right? Well, we'll see I guess.