The exquisite corpse
In the days preceding the release of SN&R’s drinking issue, surly writers lumber into the office at 2 p.m., smelling of whiskey and hookers. Well, OK, not just this week, but we do witness a lot of extra: knocking over potted plants, punching computers and teary fits of misplaced rage. During this time of reckless abandon, you might wonder what the nondrinkers of the office do. Well, aside from trying to free ourselves from the broom closets we’ve been stuffed into, we take solace in the creative arts. While lipsticking a phallus on your bro’s forehead and posting bail might be considered art, there’s a much more wholesome activity that comes in the form of a snail-mail collaboration project. The idea is one person starts a drawing, then folds the page and sends it to the next person, who uses the trailing lines of the last artist to continue. The third person completes the masterpiece, or whatever it becomes. Check out www.theyoungwine.com to get started, and … oh, Jesus, here comes Joey Garcia with that glassy look in her eye.