In am Inuit.

Hey guys.
I got some things to get off my mind.
Things that been weighing me down.

Basically I need to know if you are someone that enjoys my drawings and other creative efforts.
You can comment, or send me your email address or even mailing address.

Anyone that has ever bought work of mine, or wanted to.
I just need to know who you are.
For a study that I am conducting.

For now, we toast.
lovmathwe

All the gals at work.

Oh man.
Oh boy.
My boy.

That is a Haiku that I wrote just now.
I wrote it for you.
The casual blog observer.
For you.
That is what I am trying to say to you right now.

I taught this dude to eat cheerios out of my mouth.
I pinch them between my teef and then he grabs them with his teef.
Then we laugh and laugh.
It is funnier than shit.

So how about them Cardinals!?
Kurt Warner better show Brett Favre how it's done.

Speaking of Brett, let's not.
It only makes me sad.
Sadder than shit.

I been eating some raw garlic for it's medicinal properties.
To help my prostate.
But then, I am not even sure that a prostate is a real thing.
So I guess I been eating raw garlic for the fun of it.

I hope all is well, I have to go to do an overnight job.
I will talk to you about it later.
lovamtehw

You guys, I love you.

I was looking through all the photos I have posted on the blog.
Man, it is like a trip down a lane of memories.
A trip that makes me want to cry and laugh at the same time.

I fed the boyzo, he ate a bunch of stuff.
Like his Mother, you have to keep an eye on him or else he will just eat whatever is within
his ever growing reach.
So I don't know what he ate while I was not looking, but I can only hope it comes out the other end.
Some day.

You guys, I don't know why it is that getting sick is such a stressful thing for me.
When I can feel it coming on, and I don't know to try and fight it or just let it wash over me.
I immediately think of the days I might miss of work.
That is the main stress point.

But what can you do?
Rest? Pray? "Medicine"?
I am at a loss.

I just try to keep on keeping on.
Such is life.

I am going to go on a date tomorrow.
I can not wait.
I can only hope.

lovamwhetr

Gimmee like, two more pots of coffee.

My dudes! My bros!
I made some egg sammies this morning, and I also slept in a bit.
I wouldn't call it sleeping really, more like staying in bed.
But it was still good.
I got this post nasal drip that i s sort of F'ing up my shit though.
I got to blow out this junk occasionally and it smells bad and tastes worse than it smells.

That is so gross.
Why would you say that?

I got tomorrow off, so I can still rest up before returning to work.
That is good.

Hey, do you own your house?
I wonder about that sometime.
I mean, not seriously or anything.
How could I own a house?
I have a better chance of owning my own dinosaur.
And I think that my own dinosaur would yield less traumatic results.

I got to go.
lovmathew

The mysterious animals I am living with.

We're just not "leather coat" people.

Shit is fucked.

Everything but this woman feeding a squirrel near St. Mark's Church.
Everything else is F'ed.

Damn, my son was being such a jerk today.
I would try to feed him and then he would just start screaming at me like I
was trying to feed him something dangerous instead of delicious.

Like I was trying to feed him fire instead of squash.

I guess this is just a part of life.

I hope you are all well,
we need to unite in order to change things.
Obama can't do everything himself.
We all need to work together.

Otherwise you are just alone, in a cabin, in the woods in the winter.
And outside all you can hear is the slow, dead drone of the zombie masses shuffling through the
snow, looking for meat.

lovamthew

Flat.

This morning I got a flat tire.
damn.
DAMN!
That is what I said.

Then I walked my bike the rest of the way to work.
What? YOU would sit down and fix that shit?
Yeah Right!!!
I was already running late because I took a little extra time to get to know my son by
stuffing his face with some wheat and mango.

Mamma T likes to sing that song "Cats in the Cradle" to me.
It is funny because it isn't about a son and his mother, it is about a son and his father.
So it doesn't relate to her at all.
So when I am late from work,
Or I miss a birthday,
Or a bath or meal,
Or the big game,
She sings it to me and it honestly beings tears to my eyes.

Do you know that I love that guy more than anything!?
Of course I don't want to miss a single second!

It is a good burn though.
I think she just likes to see me cry.

Anyways,
lovamthew

I love Santos.

SO-rry about how these photos come out all big.
I been trying to fix that.
I just have not been trying too hard.

You like that hat?
Aaron sent that to the boy.
I think that is pretty sweet.

I am going to go with the dude to get some food.
Food to cook for when mom gets home from work.

I have to put him in the celebrity stroller though
and although I like it more than carrying him, he really would rather be carried.
But when I carry him, he bounces so much that he barfs.
GROSS!
SO I am going to push him around, and he can just deal.

I hope you are well.
I love santa.
locamathwe

Bust Cycle.

I am busting my cycle.
I am awake early, alone with the monster, stretched out and ready to go once Mom gets up.
I am going to ride to Champion, drink a coffee, and then buy two doughnuts.
One for me.
One for Manny.

These are all things I don't normally do, but I learned a term for it when I do do them.
Busting your cycle.

It feels great, and I have a new found excitement for life.
For today anyways.

Remind me to post some of my long forgotten drafts.
They are weird.

lovmathew

Love Handles.

Hey!
I am beating T-Dubs!

What I meant to say is that I am beating her in blog posts.
I have WAY more than she does, therefore I am beating her.
I guess I should have said that I am winning.
That sounds less violent.

Oh dude.
My DUDES!
My Brothers.
I am so SOOOOOORE!
I been lifting and pulling all kinds of crates in and out of the truck, it is ridiculous.
I mean, damn.

"We want this crate."
Okay.
"No! I meant, we DON'T want this crate, we want the OTHER crate."
Oh, great.

Let me just squat down, grab these tiny metal handles, and (with all my strength) make your fucking wish my command.

I was so out of it from two days of that shit, I could barely remember
how to do the rest of the crap I have to do when I am at work.

We drove through an ice storm today.
That shit was wild man, wild.
It was also beautiful, and more interesting than the movie that shares the same name.

Big Mamma T is going out tonight, I don't know where, or why.
She is very sneaky.
lovmathwe

Tooth falling out.

I think the thing about the Terminator is that
why does there need to be robot that looks like people?
It seems very illogical.

I just think they are a bad design choice.
I think little tanks that were really fast and could bust through walls and stuff.
Now THAT scares me.
The Terminators remind me of Frankenstein.

loavaethew

Pick up your ticket.

Tomorrow I go back to work.
The holidays are over, so what else am I supposed to do?
I do what has to be done.
There are some things I am looking forward to about it though.

I got a new water bottle.
I get to ride my bike.
I have a new jacket to wear so that I will be warm when I ride.
Also I am looking forward to the busyness that will follow.
The routines will come back and that will be nice.

I got to see The Wrestler Man.
What did you think about it?
T liked is a lot.
I liked it alright, but it was hard to imagine being alone like the wrestler man was alone.
What a bummer, right!?

Well, I been busy in my head, so hopefully that counts for something.
Take care,
lvomathwe