Isn’t this cute. A lady setting up a bureau that doesn’t have drawers in it. Visiting from Stockholm’s Royal Institute of Art, Johanna Nordin is going to be exorcising male egos at her Seventh Gallery summer residency with a special demonstration featuring The Last Tuesday Society‘s Richard Higgins at the opening. This is meant to be art. Which is what women who cannot enlist in the military or meaningfully contribute to the industrial complex do between crying and standing over mirrors.
I’d sign up were it not for the distractingly large bulge in my Chuck Norris action jeans (from my penis, you see). That coupled with my heady natural musk (bourbon, leather, burnished walnut and inscrutability) and a couple of choice quotations from Atlas Shrugged (I love Ayn Rand, he’s my favourite author) might collapse the whole deck of cards before you could say “women aren’t funny.” Now if you’ll excuse me, I’m off to shoot something and complain about ladies being irrational.










