Thanks for your comments.
Londo: I can tell you understand where I’m coming from… I
just wanted to make sure the whole conundrum was there on public
display, so to speak.
I don’t hate their art, though I think it needs some sense of
progression (it’s pretty much looked the same since the early 90’s) I
just can do without the (mis)behaviour.
lazarusrat: Music lost a lot of its fun for me once it became an
essential ingredient for my continued survival, and it took me a long
time to realize how much that line of thought was hurting me, so I
understand why you don’t want to draw for a living. I think
you’re good enough if you wanted to put the effort in it, though.
vertigo_josh: There’s nothing wrong with taking a break; it’s
safer than losing friends, though at the same time, if you let your
friends be, and they’re not well (that is, if they need your negative
attention to develop as people) it might not help them if you’re silent.
Considering I don’t know anyone who is paid to write a blog, I think
work comes before the blog any day. As I’m writing this, I just
got home from work.
YOUR FLY IS OPEN
One of the neat things about being my age and living like I do, is that
I pretty much can dress and act as I want to, provided I don’t piss off
the customers at the store (too much) and stay within the dress code
when I’m at work, nobody really says I should do anything to my hair or
dress a certain way…
The disadvantage is that I guess I’m allowed to be so individualistic
that nobody will tell me when something is wrong, like when the wind
has blown all my hair sideways or if I’ve forgotten to bring up my
zipper. I went through half a day with my fly open and nobody
told me. Is this because I’m expected to do things like that, or
is it because people feared my reaction to learning my fly was down
from them, or did people just not notice my fly was down for half of a
Only recently has anybody ever commented about my appearance for better
or for worse, and that was because in the past few weeks I’ve been
going through some kind of strange second puberty or something, because
my face has broken out in acne for no reason, and I had this big
whitehead over the left corner of my mouth. (The Lady said
something about it when I left for work.) It’s almost gone
now… I’ll let you know if my voice starts cracking and lowering
again or something.
A recommended site for folks that need more funk in their lives: chicagofever.net
RETURN OF MULTI-LEVEL MARKETTING
A strange gentleman recognized me in the store today and decided to give me his card for a second time.
A year or so ago, I was a common target for folks selling ‘franchise
opportunities’ that had no substance, offered and sold no product, just
the chance to make money if I only gave up $500 that I don’t have.
Of course I’m throwing his card in the trash. Do I really come over as gullible?
See you next time.