I was told today, by an 8 year old, that I have issues.
Should I be more worried about people generally noticing this or that it was an 8 year who noticed and then told me?
Moving on. I have been back at my easel today. I paint. Not to the degree that I am an artist but I dabble. Well, dab. I use watercolours. I'm not entirely good. I am, in fact, quite bad. But it is a hobby that keeps me from festering in front of the tv. I would like to point out that I am not bad mouthing tv. I love tv I would spend my life as a couch potato watching Red Dwarf , Blackadder, Lost and CSI as well as all sorts of weird and wonderful shows. However I feel this would be detremental to my work, friendships and life style. Who wants to hang with a 50 stone blob who knows nothing outside the realm of sitcomville and smells like stale popcorn.
Where was I? Oh yeah, I paint. I am calling this; Unfinished Cat. I don't know if I will finish it as I think it can only get worse (I'm not good at making paintings better).
You may wonder why the cat is blue and there is a very good answer for that involving light and shadow and painting behind the fur. However I cannot remeber how it was worded and I don't really understand it so I am not gonna tell.
I was sent a Hallmark Ecard today. From my ole friend Nickelodeon. *waves hi to nickelodeon* It was for my birthday. Which was a month ago...
Good card though. Singing frogs and flys on lily pads. You just cant get that on a standard card.
Found (well it was on msn so wasn't hard to find, in fact, wasn't looking) a good little piece on Brian Jones. You may, or may not, know him from Rolling Stones fame. Good info - go see.
While snifing about there also found this. Number 5 - apparently i bite my tongue when trying to decide how to word a serious question. Good to know. Men, take heed.