150th ArtWalk

Last night was some sort of weird art nir­vana in Tremont. For the 150th ArtWalk no punch­es were pulled. I start­ed out at Inside-Outside where I end­ed up buy­ing a small paint­ing, then I head­ed over to the Scranton Gallery for some po­et­ry read­ings, then I stopped by the park for some Summer Shakespeare, then I went to the Ukrainian Museum for some egg dec­o­rat­ing, then I stopped by the Literary Café for a beer, then I went to Brandt Gallery to see Robert Bank’s lat­est flick, then I went to Asterisk and Doubting Thomas and then back to Inside-Outside to watch Pet Monster and a lit­tle flirt­ing. Then I hauled my ass across Tremont for ap­prox­i­mate­ly the 77th time and went to Pat’s in the Flats for Lou’s Birthday Bash where I heard some punk bands per­form “sweet mu­sic to make my ears bleed”. Then I stum­bled home and went to sleep.