empire carpet man

Nik has done so many trades that we've sort of become one of those old married couple that you see sitting silently together in a restaurant.

We've basically got nothing left to say to each other -- or you.

For this trade, I made Nik write a song about bARTer Sauce: 

When I can't throw it away
When the wife says it has to go
When I'm convinced it's possessed
and it creeps out even (Edgar Allan) Poe
To the basement of Bartersauce and away
To be given new homes
To the unsuspecting

I thought this package would never arrive.

That it was lost forever. But then, just moments after I emailed Sean to ask him, "Where the eff is my effing package?" he sent this explanation: 

Another trade from Nik at scary-art.com

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Sometimes I feel like maybe this website is a bit unnecessary and just provides Nik with a handy user interface when asking me to trade art with him. Sometimes - but not always. When we get to 100% Nik trades...it might be time for a change.

But until then, we press on -- not like the nails -- but like progress -- ingenuity -- the future.

Nik's answers to my "interview" questions.

Sean has done so many trades with bARTer Sauce that I was on the verge of considering him a real friend even though we have never met in person.

He ruined it all by taking my "interview questions" very literally. Bastard.

Temple had a really different take on them. Now that's how you answer my "interview questions." Seriously. Sean is a bastard. Email him at theovenhelp (at) gmail.com. Tell him.

My "Interview Questions":