After big meal out last night, and that is understated, Mickey and i joke about wanting to let our many pig guts "go" how strange we eat, only to evacuate - i think about desire to retain things. After breakfast, i think it is time to let last night go. I am still thinking about how artists like to cling to their accumulated personal history, and even keep their things, and in performance, to retain as good documentation as possible - i pose to Min-Chi - we always like to look at our poo - i mean, even if we know it is a disgusting batch, we still want to look - it came from us, it holds at least some amount of fascination - but then we flush it away, because we know it is disgusting - and Min-Chi says, yes, but many artists like to keep their poo .....