I know the perfect subject for this one- the Mad Artist.
(No, not the Lunatic Artist- she's not that eccentric.)

A pearoast from a long while back:

A very good friend of mine is a fellow I affectionately refer to as my mad artist friend, as that sums him up quite well. He's very talented- I've seen his sculpture and his paintings- as well as phenomenally intelligent. He can play chess like no one else I've seen, knows more about computers than anyone else I know, and has a memory that's truly frightening in its depth and accuracy- he can tell you, off the top of his head, the serial number of a copy of Windows 2000 he got as a bootleg, and can list the minor characters in Norse mythology in the next breath.

He's also madder than a box of frogs, lives in a basement apartment, chain smokes and lives on frozen pizza, Doritos and Diet Coke.

I've witnessed him telling the most outrageous bullshit to people, and because he's so brilliant he can almost always get people to believe him. He talks at machine gun speed, and always reminds me of Tom Waits' character in "Mystery Men", the mad inventor living in the abandoned carnival, because of his ability to weave in a lot of technical speak until you have no idea what the fuck he's talking about.

Anyway, he had a girlfriend who was also an artist of sorts, although her talents were considerably lesser than his. Apparently one day she showed him the painting she had just completed, and he was complimenting her on it profusely. So when she asked him to frame it for her, he agreed readily.

"Yeah, just go to Lowe's [a national hardware and lumber chain in the US] and get some wood for it. But don't get pine or some other crap wood like that- we need something special to make the frame. Go to the lumber department and ask the guys there if they have morning wood."

She returned a half hour later and started beating him.
( The Resident Loon Not a demographic. Do not measure., Thu 30 Oct 2008, 20:28, 7 replies)

I just spat my ready meal out in mirth.
I was just imagining him talkingreallyfastandjustkeepingtalkingonandonandjustsayingmorningwoodontheend.

I do hope that's a true story, with witnesses'n'all.
( Ghoti Fingers, Thu 30 Oct 2008, 20:44, closed)

I can guarantee that it's a true story.
He may be insane, but I've never known him to invent stories like this one. His real life is wild enough as it is.

As I remember them I'll post more stories on him.
( The Resident Loon Not a demographic. Do not measure., Thu 30 Oct 2008, 20:53, closed)

Norwegian
would also have made for a nice frame.
(Ejaculantern was caught desecrating pumpkins on, Thu 30 Oct 2008, 20:51, closed)

I remember that being posted before..
..almost word for word? (Hope I'm not going *more* insane..)

Still a great story though and gets a click.
(lost, Thu 30 Oct 2008, 20:52, closed)

Yes, it is a pearoast.
I just put it in here to re-introduce people to him.
( The Resident Loon Not a demographic. Do not measure., Thu 30 Oct 2008, 20:54, closed)

Pffft
I eagerly await more stories.
*click*
(Sundayturkey has the biggest mug of tea, Thu 30 Oct 2008, 21:12, closed)

Click for epic win.

( idonthaveafunnynickname Drink-Aware? Sure. I'm aware I want another drink., Fri 31 Oct 2008, 19:13, closed)