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The Tortured Concerto

Haven't you ever you wondered what Melly does during the day...as in...her day job? Well, I am here to tell all you fans. I am her supervisor. Let's call me "Mr. Grant", like from the Mary Tyler Moore show. I chose that name because he and I work very similarly, though Melly is not quite the Mary Richards we all knew. Any hoo - here is Melly doing what she does very well...restoring vintage and antique posters. This poster in particular, has caused much angst and unhappiness today to poor Melly. It began as a sort of Humpty Dumpty.

It was in 1000 little pieces and by some miracle it has been slowly put back together. Melly had 3 major crisises today. Here they are in no particular order 1.) The heat gun died. She needed the heat gun to remove the tape she used to mask off the areas she needed to re-paint black. She attempted to buy a heat gun, but to no avail. Mission aborted. I ran home and got my hairdryer. Melly was back in business. 2.) The black paint oozed and ran off the border, creating a Tammy Faye mascara nightmare along the white margin of th poster. Melly somehow recovered and repaired but neverless, felt very sad. 3.) She thought that the male figure in this poster looked like a thinner version of my soon-to-be ex-husband. I suggested adding hair-plugs to his forehead. Melly opted not to do that.

In conclusion, this poster is a very bad poster. It has made this week very painful for Melly. She is almost done though.