just had to do one MORE blog...

well, I'm falling asleep in the chair these days, been past two at LaPush, home of part of the Twilight saga on film, while I talk about 'twilight' from another medium...clears throat...anyways, at seminar featuring the seminal lawyers Rubin and White, never was one to give Jerry any credence because I feel that he opted us out for the stockmarket but that's me, what do I know about myfive hundred bucks a while back, hehe...griping...and...that's probably kind of Peurtoriccin of me, meaning some strange bacteriosis that makes me sneeze when I wake up and when I read the paper, exploit myself...again
I was talking about seminal lawyers and how to drone into us the concepts that we walk away from the strategy w ith...which was, for me, hahahah, this is so characteristic of my anarchist ways, the street leading up to the state prison is lined with cop cars and barricades...yeah, they shut the jail down while I was learning about the DMV  dumb violence...nope, they actually had to cruise some timber, olfren did the tire blowout I g uess he probably feels bad but hey man, you do what you gotta due, borscht squirting everywhere, I guess I needed to fart...nah...no comment on that but last week it was Kenny, who killed Kenny? guess Kenny killed himself and couldn't be revived...so I don't want to talk about death, talking more about the fact the sun hasn't shined in almost a week and it's s ummer, darn...and I'm looking up Madams Organ on the web to see if our gallery is listed anywhere and you know it's a bar where Hagerhorst used to live (about) and we were on the top floor and that was our studio and I wonder if they saved my painting wall that got all pretty and some plaster missing after I did 'the Housewife's middle'...a delicate piece I don't know if it survived but anyways, at this seminar yesterday I did I dunno howmany nice little drawings of even the American flag (Yeah, Paul B...,  hehe) that will be a cute 4th of July greeting card if I ever get near a color printer...maybe, it's an odd size and might maybe make stock account of itself - who knows...well...I was going to write about 'the wave' that's over at the 3Srs..where I live next door to...and it's a chilling piece wherein you know you could drown in t he sea but you won't because you're just looking at it...which is maybe the culmination of my .wav studies I don't know...probably not, because one of my drawings yesterday was again .wav...
I call it the computer language sound file definition because...I can!!!
and, about art in general, they got me chairing the art show for Clallam Bay Sekiu Days...can I screw that up? yeah, no I hpe not...June is in Italy, like I ever get to do anything that exciting...yeah well, good for her...she'll give me the rundown next week if I make it to painters' circle (I should, I don't know how many times in a month they can barricade the road into that place...oh, that reminds me, I left a painting there in the IMU where I was clerk for so many years, like the housewife's middle, this was Boxers of Rusty...I should think...blue and w hite stripe, only thing I could let myself put into it because the rest was shetl..not to beconfused with ponying up...for a kiss, at that time)
but you see where my mind was, probably in Dylan's private collection by now, and then there's a couple of canvasses and door panels on the back deck where I've set up MY TABLE OF PAINTING, if the sun would ever shine and it would get WARM enough to work back there, yeah right who cares about temperature except last winter the snow was blowing in over the washer/dryer,. brr chilly
so I got paints somewhat, a geranium study that could be lovely if it weren't so 'twilighty'..very palecouple angry slash and burners but they're ok if a splotch of orange got into them...kind of going twombly therein and there but haven't got stupid shoes on today just clunky ones...(figure it out)
soI guess I could attend to the other blogs herein and maybe generate some visual from it if I ever photographed anything to load into the puter...which is a possibility
3srs has also the 'garage at willison cottage' as seen from the plant point of view (they're all over the place) these I did for the memorial day sale they had then, everybody's bringing their rummage and I'm toting over some major work just in time to close it up, I think we had potluck and wine and celebrated that I was painting seriously, which, as a salon de refuse member includes the fact I worked in recycle for the prison system in this state, hehe...that was the biggest studio I've had so far actually, and I did dance and drawing and music and folded up lots of cardboard...
so to my fellow artists and musicians of the madams organ era...I know you're out there, I emailed the bbrains recently on my space, wonder if HR ever got back to me, don't know...like, today is today and so on...fetish me to the next blog...(it's my shoes that are weird)/k

I think this is my Third Experience in Blogging

Good thing I can type fast because when it comes to writing on these empty cyberpages, it's as though there is a forest of unseen trees to regrow by using the space available to blabber on about whatever.  Like today, cooking...what a joy...   There's been a surefit (a lot of) of pumpkin, so I made a pumpkin/applesauce pie with a bit of fresh egg (right from the chicken), some dry milk with real cold water, kind of a thick mixture of the milk, no sugar, I made the crust.  It was good.  I think my mother is dropping by.   Oop, she did...that I don't call often enough, but she can't remember I wasn't sitting next to her at the Seniors' Luncheon  yesterday.  I had to go to town.  She has a terrible time processing communicated speech, vocal.  Her head wobbles and she's saying 'huh', doesn't know what you've just said.  Kind of endearing, kind of frustrating, kind of a passage of acceptance that she is checking out a little at a time.  Well, meanwhile, she's driving and competent at most things but she doesn't cook anymore.  While I meanwhile, have benefit this morning from a salmon rarebit with bacon on the side, two lean pizzas with fresh mushroom, hamburger, pastrami, Irish cheddar, Tillamook cheddar, parmesan, a little olive oil, some cumin...that's a different one, it's usually a layer of oregano and minced garlic but I was enjoying the notion I'd had last night of making a ravioli pasta with a filling of crushed walnut and fell asleep dreaming of what besides the walnut...well there had to be a bit of that nice Irish hard cheddar and something like a hazelnut oil to keep it together, and a sauce of something hearty, like the stock of a chicken I suppose, although with a vegetarian niece I am challenged..