Yayoi, what the bloody hell!, Kusama.

Richard (of RBB) and Shelley took me to an art exhibition at the City Gallery in Wellington today. The ride in was interesting, the art was crap. Some Japanese lady had an obsession with dots and had created rooms that presumably were supposed to represent the inside of someone's stomach. Shelley spent well over an hour watching a documentary about her, so Richard (of RBB) and yours truly went out for a sandwich and a coffee. There were dots all over the outside of the art gallery. Maybe the lady had a thing about measles. You won't believe this but they charged us ten bucks each to look at this crap. Fortunately Richard (of RBB) paid. I donated $2 towards the cost of the sandwiches and coffee. Richard (of RBB) looked grateful, as he should be after wasting my time looking at some old bird's weirdo fantasies. I suggested that we all go to a sports bar next weekend. Richard (of RBB) mumbled something, but I didn't quite catch it. I hope he's not going all arty farty on me!