I took a 3 hour lunch break today and visited the Museum of Contemporary Art with my coworkers. We toured the Basquiat exhibit.

I feel like a Neanderthal when it comes to art. In fact, a clear line emerged today between the art-savvy coworkers in our group, and the art-uninitiated. Unlike Nathan and Sue, both liberal arts majors, me, Nikoo, and Christine were just bewildered by this guy Basquiat's work. All I got out of it is that he was very creative, very prolific, used a lot of color, and had to be on crack when he was making those paintings. After all, he OD'ed at 27.

Viewing art is intellectually draining, esp. when you don't know the first thing about how to approach it.

Anyway, It's too hot around here (although bearable in the shade.) Thank goodness I can wear a t-shirt and jeans around this week since the Judge is on vacation. But deep down inside, I want to be running through a water geyser fountain.