Real Quick

Posted by beth on July 22, 2010

I want to tell y’all this story really fast before I go to see Iron Man 2 with my roommate. I don’t think I’ve already told it, but if I have, forgive me.

So my friend Rae was at this thing one night. I don’t really know what to call it. I’d say it was an open mic night if the performances were all musical or spoken, but they were not. They were all kinds of things including white, middle-aged, suburban women doing some kind of African tribal dancing, which was Rae’s favorite. And the whole time all these performances are going on onstage, there’s a dude off in a corner painting naked women. Not painting pictures of naked women, but actually painting ON naked women. Live. In public.

So somebody (I don’t know who. The MC, maybe, or the host, or a news crew. Who knows?) goes over to interview this artist in the corner, and here is what we now know of him:

His name is Moon. And he didn’t always paint on naked chicks. I think he did more traditional art before. Heck, he might have even done some commercial stuff. I don’t know. But he woke up one day dissatisfied, and he decided that the logical thing to do was to ask his paintbrush what it wanted to do. So he asked his paintbrush, “What do you want to do?” And the paintbrush replied, according to Moon, “I want to dance!”

I like to imagine that the paintbrush did some jazz hands there.

So Moon interpreted this to mean, “I want to paint on naked chicks,” and that’s what he does now.

The End.