I am expanding upon my normal weekend activities and trying out new sources of artistic and cultural absorption. Yes that was me in the back row at the one-man play on Hunter Thompson drinking a PBR. I admit I was waiting in line at 9:00 in the morning on a Saturday for the Seattle Art Museum grand re-opening ribbon cutting, attempting to be the first free-loader to stand before an Andy Warhol and a Georgia O’Keefe. I am guilty of shamelessly promoting Cut & Paste to Dan Stiles at his art opening display of rock and roll posters, and sneaking in late to a modern dance performance. My partner in crime and I are explorers in this refreshing cultural landscape. And its about time, I am now a quarter century wise.