steal-a-scream

the coolest thyng happened over a week ago, and i only find tym to blog it today. ive found the man of my dreams. or men. considering there were three of them. two masked men walked into a norway museum and walked out with ervard munch's scream. outside of the museum, they get into an audi, which the third person was driving, and lo and behold, one of the greatest masterpieces of art is gone. is that cool or is that cool? that is SO COOL. and thys article explains REALLY well why the painting looks the way it does. it doesnt name or identify the people involved in the theft, or id be a very very happy woman today. of course an audi isnt a bentley, but in terms of a classic painting, i'd be willing to make a trade-off. in all honesty, scream HAS been my all time favourite piece of art. but in terms of stealing (or owning), it'd be my second choice. im more of a starry night person. the swirly starry night, as opposed to the non swirly bright bluey starry night. though one wonders WHY Van Gogh couldnt come up with two different names for two completely different works of art. but yeah. im in love, and i dont even know what my hero(es) look(s) like. such is life. im home for a week. ill blog about college as it comes to me. right now, ive effectively blocked it out of my thoughts. in fact the effectiveness is such, that ive been sitting here for 45 minutes, trying to talk about school, but it's not happening, and since THYS isnt an assignment, imna do it well ;) and at my own free will. but do chk out the europe vs italy thyngamajiggy on baji's blog. it's bloody hilarous. im thynking italians are most like pakistanis in their habits. ill-mannered, ill-tempered and bloody lazy.