I'm taking a break from my usual routine today. It's been five weeks since my last confession...
What to say? Not much changes, and I suppose that is reason enough to not come back with tales of frogs, birds and weeds. Sprinkle in weekly trips to the city for art and medical stuff, meals, lawn mowing and such. Oh, and facecrack, naps and late night essay writing. (If you want to read my latest review.)
It's not that I'm bored as much as maybe boring, off in my little world as I am. And, believe it or not, things are pretty good.
Still, I have thought from time to time to log in with this alternate g-addy, which is a bit of a pain in the ass (and is why I don't comment on your blog posts) and tell you about the big home game in which I came home with five times the cash I went with. There was an interesting hand in which I utilized implied odds and left the looser mumbling into his cocktail. And another, O-8, for which the perfect river fell for a scoop. yet I would be remiss if I did not mention the game last week found me breaking even right before I packed it in for the night.
Otherwise, my priorities have been elsewhere.
Tomorrow is the wife's birthday and there is a little clay sculpture of our remaining dog drying. It will be presented unpainted, which means the sentiments in the cards will have to do double duty.
And speaking of sculpture, my exhibition in Chicago, while still four months away, takes up brain time. Knowing me, I will not have it fully planned out until a week or two beforehand, yet I am making some interesting photos and sculpture that give me hope for a show that will boggle some minds. Plus, I will be showing in one room while a dear friend will have the other space, and together we will make an even stronger statement. Yes, I'm excited.
The in-law situation is still fucked up as ever. Can I share with you I've been going to Al-Anon in order to gain a better perspective? July will be a year, and it's working.
Well, I think that's about it for now.
