Catching Up / A Modest Plea / A Phat Program / And the Gang
Ok, I know I’m way behind on my show tune, but I promise I’ll actually follow through with something I say this time and have it up as soon as I can unglue my brother from our studio to record it.
On another note though, I am going to be making a bulk order of some of my own T-Shirts (primarily the ones from the Scenes from the Life of a Farmboy...
Thought/Thing to Remember of the Day
I believe that if all life were a musical, people would, in general, be one hell of a lot happier than they tend to be. Breaking into song when feeling happy or in love would naturally spread that feeling to others around (because, of course, they would have to sing and dance backup). When sadness and heartbreak strikes, the internal pressure could find relief in the stretching of vocal cords a…
So What Happens When It Dries? It Is Time for the Final Touch...
Painters… painters wait anxiously for their pigments to dry, whether for the stability to craft upon the canvass another layer of oil, or to allow it to be handled without fear of the errant thumb or clumsy admirer.
The sculptor… often the drying is more bane than benefice, but still, it must dry before it can be permanent.
The druidic soul… always smears of dirt upon the hands an…
The Crossword Metaphor
Ah, the crossword puzzle. As part of my morning ritual, whenever my morning may fall during the day, it is the very sweet espresso, a cigarette, and a crossword puzzle with a sexy pen (supposedly it is strange to use a pen on a crossword, but I hate the pale look of pencil on newsprint). I don’t remember when this necessity to continue began, but if any one of the factors involved is missing, t…