what a year

i realize blogs are mainly personal that may or may not be read by others....on the other hand it is also a great way to journal stuff, so here goes:
this year has been crazy! I'll be 44 in a few weeks and I can say I have a nice truck, own a nice house, have been across large bodies of water, once to Cozumel ( what a wonderful time, drank enough tequila to shut the bar down - haha! ) the other to Italy. Actually just got back from Italy and am still amazed by the history and art that rages on there...Incredible! to say the least...anyway, I know I picked up a lifetime of inspiration and look forward to seeing more of this blue planet ---- hope all is well out there in blogland...ciao!

Mid June Already???

In the midst of finishing my second official gig I am very content. I am very satisfied with this mural. Even thought it has been a little brutal to work in the sun, I have acclimated to surviving in the hot weather while swinging around on the scaffold. The painting is one of a tall tree and rows of plants along it's base -- all produced on the side of a 2 story garage building. It has been fun and right on schedule. This week I will put in the finishing touches to the tree and paint in a couple of doves sitting on the lower branch.
Well, gotta run, go get ready to own the day! Cheers!
(p.s. I FINALLY got my frickin' passport!)

Scene # 346

Scene from the Emmy winning Soap Opera: "As the Paint Samples Dry"

we find or character filling time between sample drying on a ladder weilding huge trimmers:

(ACTOR 1) CAROLYN: "ahhhhhhhhhhh...trimming my driveway tree on a ladder AND BEING ATTACKED BY ALIENS>>>aka stinkbugs...trying not to step or hit them for fear of being "stinked"..HAHAHAHAAHAAA !!!!"
(ACTOR 2) SELF: "oh,stop your complaining! at least cows don't fly!! Silly Girl!!"

so, hello people. today is another day to wait for my passport. even though I decided to travel the Expedite Highway, there seems to be no end to this Waiting Room Angst. My patience has calmed down, much like the ocean does at night as it coaxes the beach to sleep...and where I'll soon be sticking my big toe into blue waters off the Mexican coast IF I EVER GET MY PASSPORT....ah well, another day to wait and dream about such lovely places I may go IF I EVER GET MY PASSPORT!!! HAHAHAhahah....hmmphtt! SO, if your drinking, have a margarita or my choice of straight clear tranquil tequila on the rocks and sip it courtesy of the longing and daydreams of actually taking a vacation...Cheers! or SALUD!

MORNING !

as I stare at this screen
wanting to write something down..
it occurs to my brain,
have lots of coffee, it's good for the crown.

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jo

one thing: being self employed is discouraging only in the fact that when I am raring to go, like this morning, I have to wait for a decent hour to go a-knockin' ---- guess I'll have another cup o jo. Why IS it called "jo"?

why is why is why?