Say hello to my little friend, Maximillian Thanksamillion,
the up and coming critic of the arts.
Upon completion of my most recent recital, I was walking down the steps from the podium, at which point I glanced at Max, who gave me an endearing smile, and then proceeded to raise his hands in front of him, palm downward, and then rolled them back and forth, back and forth, repeatedly, in the universal sign of "your performance was, how shall I say, mediocre".
Thanks Max! (Sadly, I thought so too... dratted colds)
- jake
(Stolen Photo copyright,
Dear Diary, 2007)