I did my traditional 'Go to the coffee shop and draw session, and get slightly annoyed by other people' thing again...haha.
People asked me for cigarettes, a bum walked into the cafe to fill his cup with cream from the dispenser which the owner of the cafe didn't like, a woman talked on her cell phone right behind me, and put her mother on hold for several minutes. Some woman in her fifties talking about Thanksgiving food. She bitched about what people brought, or didn't bring, and there I was trying to work on my Iron Maiden illustration, so she put a damper on things. She didn't care. Just in her own world, talking to her phone, and then her dog. She did end up being nosy, walked past my table, and then stood right over my shoulder looking at what I was drawing, probably looking at the long dick that I drew on the devil, and being repulsed or whatever, but still being fascinated enough to look, but not saying anything, of course, because she had nothing to say. Plus, she lied to her own mother, as she put her on hold talking to someone else, and told her mother she was having trouble with her new phone. This woman probably hasn't gotten laid in twenty years, and she seemed to do everything to annoy me and distract me from my illustration work. What a ....!
So this is what the woman was looking at, haha. "I guess whatever people are into," she said on her precious cell phone.
She probably hasn't thought about a good long, hard one in quite some time, with her fluffy black and white dog sitting at her side.
Haha, glad I can laugh about it now, I was annoyed in her presence. If she wasn't so in my way, I wouldn't be writing about her.
Anyway, speaking of writing, I really enjoyed the 'Family Guy' episode I saw last night where Brian writes a #1 bestseller, and Stewie becomes his agent. 'Family Guy' keeps delivering the goods, so I don't know what to say, it is a great show, even though it pretty much started being a copy of the Simpsons, because Seth was a fan of the show and wanted to do something similar. Uh, but I like the 'Family Guy'. 'The Cleveland Show' and 'American Dad' just aren't as good. I watch those by default.
Uh....so with the prospect of thinking about how no one reads this blog that I know of...not even me...I just write the entries and pretty much forget about them...hard to read your own writing...eventually I will...to see what the hell I was thinking on a particular day,..or to proofread..or to upgrade...or ....whatever....god, I hate when people use 'whatever' in spoken dialogues...it is so lazy of them..and it is used in such a snotty way.....a very nasal way...ugh.
So my coffee was really good, and I got to hang out and talk with a friend, who has begun showing me his writings and drawings. All works in progress, he really does it for therapy. He is coming along with the stuff, but isn't that serious about it. He writes and draws for himself, but in showing it to me, it is already taking it to another level, as opposed to keeping the work absolutely secret. I don't show anybody my work unless they ask, but I usually have something on display at the coffeeshop if someone is interested, and most of the time they sneak peaks but never say anything.
Uh...today is yoga...I don't go to the noon class anymore...because one of my favorite teachers' class is at 5:30 p.m. She is marvelous. It's a real yoga class. Very chill in there, but she is into 'awareness', too. She is a cool lady. It's good for me to go.
I've been thinking about all things Alice, after seeing the Tim Burton film, "Alice Goes To Middle Earth'. My 'Alice Finds Some Spanking Tools' got 227 hits in one day. That is phenomenal for me. It's my first video to break into Japan, with twelve hits....they were probably hoping to see some white underwear or something...haha. It takes all kinds, people need their fantasies to help get them through the drudgery of another goddamn, boring day, especiall with nagging wives and crying kids at home, it must drive the average man insane. I've by-passed the family thing for myself, I don't think I could handle years of crying and diapers, and not having enough money to make the wife happy, that would suck, and would feel like such a burden, trying to impress the in-laws with your bread-winning skills...ugh...I'll have no part of it. I'm still trying to figure out how to make ends meet for myself, much less for a family. I guess I could get a job,...but doing what? I noticed yesterday that you can apply online at Subway, and then I guess they analyze your personal information, but never hire you, and why the hell would I want to assemble sandwiches anyway? Sounds like a hell job, all for minimum wage, too.
I like the blogs, now. I can just write whatever the hell I want. I know, I said 'whatever'. Fuck it, I don't care. Yes, I do. What if some publisher reads my shit? Unlikely. Just like it is unlikely that any human being would sift through this blog. I haven't read many blogs, because I can't find any that are worth reading, and text on a computer screen isn't always too terribly pleasant.
I've liked the thought of being a writer for many years. My original plan at age twenty was to get an art portfolio together and a writing portfolio together. It still hasn't happened that I have done that. Just laziness, and 'what is the point?' I don't know. To make money? But who would buy my work? I don't know. Who would read what I write? I don't know. The print media is mostly going down the tubes anyhow. People don't read anymore, unless it is 'Harry Potter' or something like that.
I wouldn't mind drinking a beer and doing some painting right now, but I have yoga later, and no point in going to class after drinking alcohol, haha. Sometimes I drink beer on a night before class, when I need a little 'sippy'.
Goddamn it, I have to piss, which to most female readers would be 'too much information than they need to know', though I hear women say that shit all the time. Women talk about body functions frequently in mixed company for the same reasons men do it...because it is funny...well, sometimes. But I am sure no one wants to read how my bladder is about to explode from drinking too much coffee....brb.
Ah, I feel better now. Much better. Now I can think. Funny when you have to pee real bad, and you can't think.
I have found that the music of Iron Maiden is very good music to paint to. When I need to 'get into that zone' so I can make paintings, Iron Maiden works for me. If they are aging and still going at it, I can, too, I guess.
"Inspiring" is a funny word to use, associated with creative projects, especially those designed to make money. I used to use it more often, but I am aware of it now, so I try to avoid it. But people use the word 'inspired' to talk about a record they made or something, as if god gave them to power and incentive to do it. The brain just gets bored and needs something to do, don't know if there is really that much 'inspiration' going on. I said the word 'inspired' during an art critique once. It didn't go over too well with my teacher. Oh well. I was young( er ).
Uh.............I like painting beer bottles. I like the tactility. Working on flat surfaces gets boring after twenty years, so it is fun to just let go on an unsuspecting beer bottle.
Does this Christian Girl look like she is going to get on her knees to pray? Or to get on her knees for something else? Haha. Stupid facebook ads, I'm sick of this company, as they present Christian girls as wanton sluts.
OMG
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