Now I'll have to get off my butt and finish prints for a post card exchange and an alt. print exchange. I can no longer say "I'll get to it when pigs fly or when Art sends his prints." I can no longer say "Yeah, I'm late with my prints, but at least I'm not Art." When people complain about my tardiness, I can no longer reply "Oh, I don't know, it could be worst. It could be raining or you could have Art in the exchange." (See recent movie quote thread.) I may even have to brush up on my excuses. Got any good ones I could use, like the dog ate my print or ...?
Art, you've been my hero for so long. It is disappointing to see the mighty fall.