Beginning of the year stuff is over, I think. New Years at Dave and Colleen’s as we have for the past few years, always a good time and keeps us off the road with all the crazies. Then the great Monroe flood, but even fate could not keep Josh and Jodi from taking the plunge, almost literally. Love is Grand. Poor Drew got the shit end of the stick having to follow Jodi’s dad’s toast…holy crap that was a gushy one. Funny in an uncomfortable way. Mom hit 81 on the 20th, horay for Mom. As for us, keep on truck’in. Kim is showing a renewed interest in photography and having a good time screw’in around with it, and taking some great pictures. I still have a thousand and forty two art projects to tackle. Slowly my studio is getting back to something resembling orderly. Things just keep coming.
It looks like we may have the Wisconsin house rented…two gay guys…and one’s black…in Wisconsin, that’s a joke with no set up, just punchline.
That will be nice. Obviously downsizing is the word of the day, and year. There is no better time to try to initiate everything we have been thinking about since moving here. A little food garden, a little wiser with energy, a lot less things to deal with. Fantastic credit is both a blessing and a curse, I’d gladly trade some for a piece of mind…and a day off.
All the new Mac products are working awesome, duh.
Interesting dynamics lining up for the year ahead, I’ve got my helmet ready.
Next big milestone…The Watchmen. This is a adaptation of a really great graphic novel, by Alan Moore and Dave Gibbons that came out twenty or so years ago. Really changed the way comics were thought of in popular culture, along with the Dark Knight Returns by Frank Miller.
My Grandson is doing well
He’s naked from the waist down.
What a rock star.
Work is work. I just want more life outside it. That’s what this year is about. I got a super wife, a super family, a super house, six kick ass dogs, and I’m greedy and want more of all of it.
Seattle was built during hard times and had some ways of getting through, not always morally upright, but survival is what it is. “The Sons of Profits”, by William Spiedel
Think of the country and the world, and how much change is going on, remember you were there.
Dani California, by The Red Hot Chili Peppers
Scare Easy, by Mudcrutch
You don’t know how it feels, by Tom Petty
Die,Die my Darling, (Misfits) covered by Metallica
Hero of the Day, Metallica
Lots of pieces from my past. Sartre, Miller, King, Wolfe.