Friday, February 12, 2010
Early Riser
Things are clear at 2:00 AM. I ripped my right hand and arm trying to start my chain saw to get some firewood so I don't freeze up here among the redwoods. Now I can't golf. So now I am stuck painting--life's a bitch! I feel the Holy Ghost closing in on me and warming me up to embrace Jesus and God. I know this sounds strange, but remember its 2:00 AM here. I really can't wait to start painting--I will start in about 20 minutes after the coffee is ready. There are two big old dogs sleeping in front of my studio fireplace, but guess what--no wood! So they can shiver too! I have been running my mouth in the blog sphere lately and I am feeling that I better paint to see if I am as good as I want everybody to think I am. One thing is for sure--painting heals the dislexic, focuses the soul, quiets the spirit, raises hope, and helps you go broke! As my Jungian therapist said to me years ago--"....Don, when you are working (painting) you are untouchable....you are cavorting with the gods...you are fulfilling your destiny...all worries disappear..." Yeah right! Whatever! But...guess what? He may be right! So here I go!
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Kick some ass, boss~
ReplyDeleteOK--I think I'll just go back to bed!
ReplyDeleteBig Baby ... now if you cut off ur arm then I think you could cry..... ;v)
ReplyDeletefman
I can tell right now this is going to be real fun!
ReplyDeleteI see you're not getting any sympathy here, Don.
ReplyDeleteBut really, golf is just God's way of telling you that you have too much free time. Running, now THAT's a pasttime that has merit.
I think this is gonna be a fun ride... burn the furniture if you need a fire.