“Jenkins!” “Yes, sir?” “Do you have the poster for the second night at the Hollywood Bowl?” “I do, sir.” “Oh, goody. Let’s see itJESUS, MY EYES!” “There’s a lot going on.” “It’s like a bar brawl raped a box of crayons.” “Oh, it’s not that bad.” “Mrs. Woods! Mrs. Woods! Come in here and look … Continue reading Post-Minimalism