That's right, swine, my mystery package finally arrived. And, no, despite what some my denser readers might think, it was not the Phone Book.
Today, I finally opened up my newest decorative item to class up my apartment (which is really just the room over the garage at my Mom's house). They are a series of prints by Brandon Schaefer that are, well, bad ass.
He has done art for a ton of art covering other movies, but since Ghostbusters is my favorite and is being revived in my family I figured these were well worth the impulse buy.
My plan is to frame them individually but use them to fill one whole wall. With frames and about an inch in between, it will be enough art to fill a 3-foot by 5-foot wall — once I get a wall from which to hang such bad ass art.
Results so far have been mixed. The Roommates think I'm crazy. Others have had a bit different reaction.
"It is a handsome addition to any living space. The panties of your female visitors will instantly drop at the door."Appreciated, Mr. Moxey, a man of uncontrollable taste and class.