NOW IT'S TIME TO SAY GOODBYE
Last time we checked in with My Muse, he was pulling a Michael Flatley and generally being a slave to the rhythm.
You might remember that the Muse has a way of morphing into just about any character I need him to be, from angelic icon to dainty middle-aged princess. He's even gone cowboy on occasion.
This week, he got a press kit in the mail with yet another head adornment:
The sad thing is we couldn't get the damn ears off him with crowbar, a cutting torch and some blasting caps. He's that enamored of them.
You have no idea how disconcerting to be working on something serious and then turn to see him sitting like this at his desk.
Posted by Jeff at July 15, 2005 08:01 AM