Will Work For Stars.

I think it is entirely reasonable to expect 

to be able to do one push-up for each year I've been alive. 

This seems like a workable goal. 

I also think that it is entirely reasonable to add a few extras 

for good luck and longevity. 

This is called superstition, but my pecs ain't complaining!

They actually are though 

on account of all the push-ups I've been using them for. 

But it's almost bikini season according to the magazines, and I need to be prepared. 

What do you work for?

What are the things?

Stars? Money? Time?

For me it's a little bit of all of the above. 

For me it's for other people. 

But that's not entirely true,  just sometimes it feels like that. 

But then, not right now, right?

With a cold beer and a hot bath 

and a storm rolling past 

kicking up wind outside.

This is for me. 

And for you. 

We are all for each other and let's leave it at that. 

Maybe you're lucky like me, and you get to spend some quality time in your brain for a few hours ...every other Saturday. 

Maybe that's all it takes sometimes because you appreciate the luck you have. 

The luck of the ability to tap into and explore a creative vein running through the universe. 

The luck of beautiful children to raise and teach and wrestle and love. 

The luck of an understanding partner that stands with you to appreciate the new day. 

The luck of a supportive network of family and friends that give you goals to aim for 

and keep you grounded and focused. 

There is a lot in this world, and we get a tiniest fraction of it if we are lucky in our lives. 

June.

Do me a favor and look at my posts from June.
It can be 2008 OR 2009 because they are equally hilarious to me right now!

I am drunk.
Well, I am tipsy.
I had a glass of wine on a semi empty stomach and I feel GREAT!
Give me a problem and see if I care.
What I mean to say is, give me a problem and I will give you two turds.
Because THAT is how I feel about stuff right now.

Work?
F those guys.
That might be the only job for them, but I am smarter than that and I can figure something else out... if need be.

Life?
Life is great!
What do I have to complain about that I didn't already cover in the "work" section?

Future?
The future does not exist.
It is unwritten and therefore inconsequential, meaning you can't worry about the unknown.

Oh man! I am on a roll, I love you guys and I hope all is well.
I have had a great extended weekend so far and it only stands to get better from here.
I got my buddy Caitlin's Birthday coming up, and a date with T-Dubs in the afternoon tomorrow.

lovamtthew

Digging in the dirt.

Haunted?
Luckily I am not haunted by much.
There are things that I think about, things I mull.
Does this count?
I have made it so far pretty good alright.
That is a thing my Dad says.
Pretty good alright.
Am I lucky?
I think a little bit yes and a little bit no.
Things happen.
That is what life is.
A lot of things happening.
Always.

You observe.
You react.
You remember.
You forget.

I was in the garage looking at the paper I just bought.
Having a stare down with the paper.
The paper was making me question too many things.
The paints in their cups.
Brushes in water.

But you know, I thought about how I am only alive for one time, and these moments in the garage are few and far between.
The hours I spend thinking about drawing far out weigh the hours I spend drawing.
No choice there really.
But the times I have to do what I want, those times are precious and valuable.

I suppose the same could be said for many other things, in many other instances.
Life is always happening.
Until it isn't.

I posted new drawings on my website.
You can see what I am talking about.
navajothunder
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