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Oh joy! It is Tuesday!!! April!! 22nd!

WONDROUS TUESDAY!

We made it to Tuesday 22 of April, 2014! If you are anything LIKE me… this was not a given.  You have managed to thrive on a lifetime of living bravado.  KEEP it up and keep on clicking reading, sharing, and savoring Talkinggrid.  We have a  literate community here, and when you send me messages, and tell me of editorial issues and make welcome suggestions about the design and content of this site: Frau Kolb embraces your caring and welcomes the attention.  The Talkinggrid readership rocks; they support our every art adventure with clicks and donations; you know you want to DONATE, again, so click… you did it before so do it… it helps Frau & Ms. Crane continue to bask in the wonder that is blogging and connecting with interested readers, real support, better than ever.  Thank you.  

Just to make a thing clear: don’t send money you really need.  Frau Kolb is way beyond need. Ms. Crane is well beyond blessed with wit and grace that makes money a mere vehicle from one in-depth investigation of CULTURE in the OPEN world sphere… YES! 

 This site is a labor of LOVE.  The only money that is is welcome for Frau Kolbs Champagne Fund, the Grid’s precious FUN Fund is money YOU don’t need.  Needy money is ugly money and…

 Honey,  nobody want to hear your sob story about sending Talkinggrid.com your last dollar.  

That is simply, lame… no sane, responsible person would do that… you don’t send people that you know to be comfortable enough and generous with you, money YOU claim to “need,” for food and/or transportation!  I would never do that.  I would NEVER take money for… whatever, I am actually a happy Monkey… Lovin’ life and moving forward,  yet… just thinking of …

 YUCK!  Take care of yourself and get a grip… 

To whom it may concern:

 

That toxic shit poison you offer  is NOT “PURE LOVE,” that shit is called “Predatory Obsession,” and stalking is not FUNNY EITHER… so please remember:

Every dollar you send will be re-invested in keeping Talkinggrid as a flamboyant source of independent out of the box intimate art chat and fresh Muse NEWS for the Talkinggrid Heads, that come here everyday, and practically write this blog with Frau, by reading deeply daily and helping me edit and maintain this sprawling masterpiece of many many words and RICH CONTENT!  

In addition thank you to all that take time to contribute by commenting, sending gifts, and YES donating IF you have a spare million or two, THANKS!  For standing by me with so much LOVE and regularity. Bankers… are actually not so… wicked, after all… Hah! Hah!    Talkinggrid Heads are like clockwork:  Frau Kolb sets her TIC-TOC watch by them.

Thank you, authentic,  Talkinggrid Heads for reading. DONATING and commenting with pleasure, ease, and panache in 2014!

***(For your information: as of 2013 Talkiggrid is sustained by donations and your clicks, shares, and hour-long dives deep into Zoom in with Frau KOLB, all help build this site into a lively destination, which keeps perpetuating its own happy image of getting on with the business of being) 

 

Comments, messages, contact: are all welcome if you have a project, gallery, advertisement, you would like to place, please consider Talkinggrid as a venue for your intimate art related messages to the public.  In other words, independent artists, poets, musicians, museum directors, curators, shop boys, and art peasants with trust funds bursting with bonds, stocks, and equity to FUND FUN and others interested in collaborating directly with Talkinggrid readers are welcome to contact us.

 

*** by the way*** please remember that this is a humor site and that NO THING said here is related to any specific individual or intended to harm or be medical fucking advice for any idiot that might be literate enough to read the grid but not get that FRAU KOLB is actually just an artist working with “the hard wood,” of words… well maybe more like the flimsy plywood of memory and faith…. 

 Frau Kolb and Talkinggrid are gratified and feeling more than rewarded by the fact of know you return over and over to this obtuse little internet art chat cafe with no thing on the menu except the fine whine of cosmic understanding; heady stuff, beware of intoxication.  Addiction is also, an issue… so keep coming back, at your own risk.  Thanks for all the praise and support as we enter the third year of daily writing, almost daily uploads!

Big Kiss,

Frau K.