Sorta Sorta with Sam Weber
This is one of those things where you stand around. With a subtle squint in your eye. And your tongue pressing against your upper lip. You think. For a few moments. Stretching it out. Because I mean. C’mon. You and I both know that pretending to think makes you seem cool, smart and sophisticated. I do it all the time. But then. Suddenly. It dawns on you. And what else can you say but……………….…………………..”huh.”
Why yes. Step up. Step up. Come see the amazing attraction. Like I’ve said before folks. This sort of stuff is all subjective and blah blah blah. Yes-a-u-sa. Come right up here and gaze into this wonderful thing called art. Only a nickle for a gazin’ and a dime for a touchin’.
This is Sam Weber’s stuff. “Is it any good?” Mighty fine question mam. Maybe. How do “I know it’s good?” Excellent question sir. If I knew I’d be present in front of such a fine audience I would of done gone to get same fancy people talking degree. The answer sir is you don’t.
A few of his things are cool. Some are just like a good attempt but failed execution. And others are just plain ol’ “well I do say. Where is the toilet. I believe there is still some wiping to do.”
In all fairness though. This person does do work for many people. So we know this guy’s got something going for him. But I’m just sort of stuck in some weird place where I sorta like some things and sorta not like other things. Which sorta leaves me in a sorta sorta place. You know? So swallow these down. Maybe you can enlighten me.