It’s Nobler To Never Get Paid Than To Bank On Shit And Dismay.

It’s Nobler To Never Get Paid Than To Bank On Shit And Dismay.

Another week and it is Sunday already. Man, time flies…like flies gathering, Lord of the Flies? What was I saying? Who knows anymore. I’ve been down in the dumps for the past few weeks and see no change to this for awhile. I thought when you got older this changed, maybe I was mistaken and I just have chronic depression? Maybe I just have a rock in my shoe? That is counterproductive due to do my bilateral neuropathy. Ailments, am I right?

I’ve got a couple of freelance gigs cooking at the moment. Why can’t I just do gig posters and album designs and make a living wage? Maybe I should take a shot at selling some of my non-digital work again? I’ve got a pile of it in the Art hole/ Garage here at Deleted Inc.

I’ve spent a ton of time working on the yard this weekend. It looks good, but we’re supposed to get record heat the next few days, so it might make some things crispy. Hopefully I can keep it cool enough to prevent that from happening. Tuesday is usually when the Rufous Hummingbirds come into town to fight over the feeders. The past few years the numbers haven’t been the same. Probably climate related and it hasn’t helped that people keep taking trees down in our neighborhood and the neighbor to the West is constantly redoing work on their house so that doesn’t make for very good habitat. I think I’m going to run away and follow the hummingbirds. I used to say I was going to join the Circus, but those really aren’t a thing anymore. Insert sad clown face here.

Well, that is about it for this entry. I would post progress on projects that I’m working on, but I’ll save that for later. Until next time, COURAGE.