Done

I love this blog, so it is with a touch of sadness that I write this final post. I envision this blog as a piece of conceptual art, and as in all works of conceptual art, the the art is the idea. The execution is a mere demonstration of the idea. Given that the concept has been domonstrated, there is no reason for me to continue to post every day.

The idea for Can't Marry Me came to me upon the death of reknowned architect Philip Johnson. It occurred to me at the time that he would have been my perfect husband, but for the fact that he was old, gay, and, most significantly, dead.