21 Jn 2018

Devastated this day Fans and certainly as close to clinical depression as I have ever been. THEY say these bad things come in threes (3s) and just two (2) have me THINKING about putting on an old necktie and tossing it up towards the ceiling fan as THAT seems to be TRENDING right now. Why IF I knew a good therapist, I would, no I MIGHT make an appointment. But that’s an oxymoron no?

WHAT ?

A ‘good therapist.’ It’s like saying a good mailbox or a good urinal. They are only half-assed receptacles and really don’t give a shit. Why when your hour is up, they hustle you out to make room for the next troubled soul.

O EYE NO.

But I am emotionally distraught and …

WHAT’S GOT YOU SO BLUE OGO ?

Well Emma, I KNEW I could count on you for axing. Today, US Post, I received a letter from Pottery Barn that my application for a store credit card was rejected. Look inside this eye socket and tell me if you see ANYONE that cares?

As I thought … nada.

By filling out the form with Juliette, her real name but she went by Julie, got credit for a sign-up AND I got an extra 25% off. Sounds like win-win to me.

I axed her if it was Juliette as in where for art thou and she said yes. I told her I thought that was a beautiful name and as I saw no visible tattoos, I was quit taken.

Speaking of Shakespeare, tattoos and babes, (WHA ??) today's second bummer struck as I went out for lunch with an ad salesman. We planned it to miss the lunch hour rush of walking dead at the Cadillac, but the point is our waitress was stunningly beautiful. Short jean shorts, well-toned legs but a tattoo high on her left thigh caught my eye. Go figure THAT one.

Needless to say I could not read it and felt like a creep even taking longer glances.

Anyway, after lunch and doing the business, I stuck around for a house ‘white sangria’ and to watch the World Cup game between Croatia v Argentina and golf on the telly after Rick took off.

I caught said waitress’s eye and she came over to the table. I axed her what was written on her leg.

SHE quoted Shakespeare ‘She may be a girl and she may be small but she is fierce’. Or some such.

I was drawn paralytically into the vortex of her clear blue eyes, devastating smile and could only think of one letter, NOT even one full word … ‘Y’?

Such a shame and a pity to see such a creature so desecrated.

I got home just in time to turn into a white tornado and got the place cleaned up for my next appointment which was here at the cloud.

Kristi was recommended to me by Robin as a photographer for some higher quality digital product shots of my work for the juried shows, the MAST website as well as my own website and coming literature upgrades.

We discussed my objectives and she took a few pieces to shoot in her studio & my action item(s) were to make a list of the number and subjects/pieces for the next shoot. Revisit in a couple of days to review the first set.

I made supper which was superb as always.

WHAT WAS IT ?

Not now. I am rolling and running out of fuel.

I had a great training ride in the morning. Twenty-five miles (40K) in 1:40 (roughly) which again beat my estimate. Off tomorrow Friday for recovery and Saturday the endurance ride is 97K (65 M) as the distance stretches out. I missed last Saturday in Houston with the rain.

Grocery shopping is on the agenda for Friday. I need another watermelon (#2) and cherries are in season & on sale. Love the fresh fruit when available AND reasonable.

Need to get that done early so I can spend a large block of time working & catching up on projects. I need to get after projects and build inventories for the Fall shows.

I wrote a letter for the MAST PC (Planning Committee) and everyone is thanking and praising the effort. I am a little surprised and am thinking I need to revisit & reread as this was certainly NOT a Gettysburg address. I also did some work polishing up an excel database and now wear the crown ‘xls.guru’ for that modest accomplishment. Really not that big of a deal and that’s exactly why I signed up to repay & pay back.

I guess that’s it for now.

The image is the spider lilies day II.

Eight (8) beautiful blossoms. Four (4) sets of two (2). Magnifique.

ARE YOU GAY ?

No. I am enthralled by the blossoms, the timing they pop out and just admiring them each and every day. God really has his poop in a group.

I mean I do not consider myself a ‘flower person’ at all and I am certainly NOT ‘INTO’ flowers. But I do have some botanical education & training AND appreciate nature and beauty in every form.

I don’t think that’s gay at all. You’re PROFILING and a bigot.

Happy Solstice peeps. Daylight lingered today, sort of, until 9:00 PM. Tomorrow the days will start getting shorter by seconds and then minutes but rest easy. You won’t or shouldn’t notice until July or maybe late August unless you’re as sharp as I am.