And furthermore...

I forgot to weave 'Yes, to dance beneath the diamond skies, silhouetted by the sea...' into the closing elements of the last post.

Sure you're in a good mood now. Wait til you get to the studio and look at that goddam painting in the cold light of morning. Morning, in this case, being defined as quarter after two. You'll be singing "Paint it Black."
Shut up.
No you.
No you.
U.
U.
Senior Buendia is gonna kick your ass when he sees this painting.