Perhaps. Perhaps. Perhaps.

Dave and I went to the museum and this is what I saw: A security guard kicking a woman out of the exhibit after she answered her loudly ringing cell phone and proceeded to have a loud conversation. No joke: He followed her to the door to make sure she left. That was the best.

Also, art.

The exhibit we went to see was of contemporary southwest artists who don't work in the stereotypical cowboys, Indians, and purple mountains majesty genre. One of my favorite artists of this type is Jaune Quick-To-See.

Very interesting stuff.

After, we had lunch at a newly opened New Mexican-style restaurant. I had a green chile cheeseburger and Dave had chile rellenos.

Then I went to the studio to do a bit of glazing. Glazing. Glazing.

That was yesterday.

Today Lu Ann and I went to a job fair. I thought there was going to be deep fried things on sticks, but no. There were just a bunch of tables and booths set up with people who might or might not have jobs to offer. Most of them had nothing more than brochures with their websites so that one could submit resumes online. Even General Mills, which is offering assembly-line factory jobs making cereal and granola bars, required online application submissions. Which, hello? If you had the internet savvy skills to apply online, you'd probably be aspiring to do more than package cereal in a factory. Perhaps.