Attention….important announcement..!!

If you have, in the last few weeks, contacted me about getting a painting from me..and you have not heard from me…Well, it is because…..I forgot….!

if you are still interested , please contact me again , or if you are disgusted with me, then just forget it and i’m Sorry. Really I am…

when my grandfather died I thought that he was an old man , well I am far past that age now. Music art and gambling keep me young. Driving is getting really difficult so gambling trips are few now.. care to take me sometime…?

Observation for the New Year or really any year.

If I am forced, through some kind of sartorial shortage , to have to wear a pair of ill-fitting pants , I can not rest my mind until I can get them off . It makes me feel like ocean crabs are hanging to my legs, it makes me edgy, miserable, unhappy, anxious, nervous, and however else you can  feel super uncomfortable and that all is just WRONG..!!   the pockets are too short , so you can barely get your hands in them and your butt feels like it has been bull whipped  with briny leather straps and your rear end moving bounces your wallet up and down and it tries to pop up out of the pocket like a prairie dog popping up and looking out for coyotes. and your thighs feel like fat sea otters  bound in duct tape, but finally you man up and you just take charge of your life !!!  and you  finally take them off and you throw them in the garbage and be done with them.!

You sorry-ass pants,  you had your chance.

Did you notice my Oxford comma in the previous  paragraph. ..using it made me very nervous , it’s like the Oxford comma is the ill fitting pair of pants of the punctuation world. You hope no one will notice it  but you will be nervous all day about it.