Three different areas I worked on tonight.

This is what happened.

Hot Bowl O' Perspective.

Oh my bros, I don't know where to start or where to begin.
I had my trip back home to Wisconsin.
Some people call it 'Sconny, and those people should be punished for that.
I got to go back all by myself, or so I thought.
Turns out Burger was secreted away in my carry on bag, and by the time I found out they had already closed the doors to the plane.
I was equal parts upset and amazed.
I got to see my family, and I got to go into a swimming pool with my boy.
I got a flashy new blue windbreaker.
Then I went to a sermon at my Mom's church and I felt guilty for getting the new flashy windbreaker.
Only mildly guilty though since technically it was on it's way to a landfill.

On to other news, what a terribly sad thing that is happening with this oil spill huh?
We have to just sit back and watch these huge companies rape the earth, brutally rape the earth.
I guess we can blame the oil companies, but those companies are made up of people, and those people are killing us all.
Or at least they are trying to.
And what is at stake for them?
Less than record profits? They act like they are doing this to help us be less dependent on foreign oil but that is such a fucking joke. They are just doing this for money, more money than any group of people actually needs. These types of people are the absolute worst and they get away with this shit over and over again.
And what can we do about it?

Mankind will kill itself off, and these people are getting the job started.

Well, anyways, moving on, I drew this picture a long time ago, in a different life.
And I happened to see it hanging in a house in Bayview, WI.
Can you believe that!?
Tis a wonder.
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Praise table.

Oh man.
Oh my lord!

This was a long, long week.
This was an exercise in patience, tolerance,
and climbing into a hole.
Mentally.
A mental hole.

Oh my god.
I been so out of it dude.

Here are some
ways to calm a
baby down:

1. Roll the baby over and then roll him over again.
Pretend like he is slowly, slowly rolling down a hill.
And remember, ALWAYS support their tiny rolling heads.

2. Pick him up and then put him down like, 20 times in a row.

What are you doing?
I been thinking about all kinds of things.
Life kinds of things.

Houses.
Cars.
Jobs.
Money.
Drawing.
Building.
Relaxing.
Baby.
Marriage.

I have to be honest and direct.

I some how put myself into this life.
The life I have now.
And I guess I have been slowly putting these pieces together.
I didn't just wake up married with a baby.
I built this box around myself.

I have to go eat something or whatever.
Truen offered to bake me a pizza.
YESSSSS!!!!!!

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Oh shit!
I totally forgot to tell you about the table I built for Truen...
In 1 HOUR!

I have a lot of things to ponder.

I had to go to Connecticut recently.
It is a very wealthy place.
I could tell by looking out the window.
You can just tell you know?
Not a lot of litter.
Clean road signs.
Nice cars.
A very quaint Dunkin' Doughnuts.
I just looked around at the evidence.
Then we got to the office complex.
This was where we were delivering a painting.
Do you work in an office?
How do you do that?
This place, oh man it was terrible.

I like the show the office. I like the British version a lot. My mom says she doesn't understand what they are saying, so she likes the American series. I like the American one also, but it is a different kind of show. Either way, I must just have a very inaccurate view of what it is like to work in an office. I have no idea. These shows, they are making fun of the monotony and depressing aspects of office environments right? The petty power plays, the quiet desperation to get out of there, the feeling of life passing you by, the fact that often times the people that go for middle management type jobs are often there for the middle management power and not to actually try and do a good job. I think that is all good and fun to laugh at from the comfort of my own tiny apartment. But to actually work there?
Are you serious?

Tim and I shuddered as we climbed back into the truck.
Tim is a musician and his band just recorded a full length album. I think they are producing it themselves. Tim is so excited, it is the main thing he talks about.
I realized that one of the reasons I like this job so much is that it puts me into close contact with other guys that are chasing their dreams. When I am around these guys it makes me feel like I am not alone. We are all struggling, but we are driven to try and do something different than work in the office.
I don't know, I guess there are so many issues to talk about to try and figure out why things are the way they are and it is very overwhelming to try and think about it all at once.

There has got to be a middle ground right? I mean, maybe there isn't. You do what you are doing and that is how things are right? To get the kind of job that lot's of people have, the office job or the hospital job or the government job, that isn't something you just go and get. I mean, to make it sound that easy is silly. There is school, there is application, there is drive to get those things. I don't have that drive. At least not for that kind of life.

The thing is that while I might be a nervous wreck right now, I worry. I worry a lot! And I don't have a lot of security financially. But I accept that these things, I am used to them, they come with the territory I guess.

Someone asked me one of those questions that is more of a statement rather than an actual question... What they asked was "If I am not going to be Jasper Johns in his lifetime, then what are you doing?" That is a good question. That is a good point.
Bu this is just what I am doing. And I don't have an end in sight.
The only thing I am shooting for is to keep drawing.
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