Back when I started this blog, about eight years ago now, I had this thing I called Project Whitney Lover. It was a pretty simple concept, as far as performance art goes. I just, during the course of my average day, would drop little references to Whitney Houston, leading people, over time, to the conclusion that I admired and loved the woman. It was something fun to do, working references to her into my conversations, and leaving her CDs around where people could see them. There was no big pay-off. I wasn’t building toward anything in particular. I just thought it would be interesting if people thought that I had this uncharacteristic fondness for the former pop icon.
Anyway, in a similar vein, I decided, just for fun, to leave two shirtless photos of Steve Guttenberg up on my computer, for Linette to find. I’ll let you know what happens.
Speaking of Guttenberg, I think he’s now about halfway through his transformation into Mickey Rourke.
[note: The Shirtless Guttenberg Project is not to be confused with the Gutenberg Project, which is considerably less high-minded.]