Some pics from our trip to Whale's Vagina which the white folks call San Diego. We had a great time despite the somewhat internecine situations. First paid vacation I've had in nine years.
Why were we in California you ask? Well Logan graduated from high school. We were all so very proud of him.
Your body may be gone, I'm gonna carry you in.
In my head, in my heart, in my soul.
And maybe we'll get lucky and we'll both live again.
Well I don't know. I don't know. I don't know. Don't think so.
Well that is that and this is this.
You tell me what you want and I'll tell you what you get.
You get away from me. You get away from me.
Collected my belongings and I left the jail.
Well thanks for the time, I needed to think a spell.
I had to think awhile. I had to think awhile.
The ocean breathes salty, won't you carry it in?
In your head, in your mouth, in your soul.
And maybe we'll get lucky and we'll both grow old.
Well I don't know. I don't know. I don't know. I hope so.
Well that is that and this is this.
Will you tell me what you saw and I'll tell you what you missed,
when the ocean met the sky.
You missed when time and life shook hands and said goodbye.
When the earth folded on itself.
And said "Good luck, for your sake I hope heaven and hell
are really there, but I wouldn't hold my breath."
You wasted life, why wouldn't you waste death?
You wasted life, why wouldn't you waste death?
The ocean breathes salty, won't you carry it in?
In your head, in your mouth, in your soul.
The more we move ahead the more we're stuck in rewind.
Well I don't mind. I don't mind. How the hell could I mind?
Well that is that and this is this.
You tell me what you want and I'll tell you what you get.
You get away from me. You get away from me.
Well that is that and this is this.
Will you tell me what you saw and I'll tell you what you missed,
when the ocean met the sky.
You wasted life, why wouldn't you waste the afterlife?
Modest Mouse"Good News For People Who Love Bad News"

So after months of looking for a way to put my education (and student loan debt) to good use as an employed person, I found a job.
I have a great mind, and plenty to offer in the way of experience and professionalism. I also have a pile of rejection letters, most saying that they want someone with a Masters Degree.
So I applied for a job as a Spokesmodel that I saw posted on craigslist. They asked for someone who was “Image Conscious” with Public Speaking skills. I thought “Hey, I bathe pretty regularly and paint my nails on occasion”, so I sent in the required photo along with a letter of interest. No Resume involved. My email was returned in 10 minutes, I had an interview the next day, and was immediately hired.
Don’t get me wrong, I’m glad that I have a new source of income, and apparently, I’ve still “got it”. But somewhere inside my cynical heart, I have to laugh. Some things never change. At least, not yet…
Generally I paint superheroes in watercolor. I'm a comic guy after all. A few weeks ago I had an idea to try something new. What I came up with was painting a series of Mary as some of the different characters she's played as an actress over the last few years. This is the first of the series.
This is Mary as Beline in The Imaginary Invalid from her April 2005 performance.
Gouache on 12 x 14 400 Series Strathmore
I went to go see Star Wars again with my dad last night. We met at the theater and went in. We were talking and walking down the hallway into one of the 16 theaters. We haven't seen each other for a few months so we're just getting caught up on each others lives pretty much ignoring the slew of trailers (superheroes and remakes mostly) and the lights go down. So instead of the familar Fox logo and fanfare coming up it was the Warner Brothers logo. Turns out we were at Batman Begins. I just thought it was funny that out of sixteen theaters we end up at Batman.
Well as usual Mary is finding cheap ways to entertain the kids during summer break. The interesting thing about this video is that my lovely wife didn't know she was being filmed. Yes she's just that goofy. Personally I was scandalized...
I have been internalized lately, so I haven’t written in a while. I still don’t have much in the way of any newfound wisdom since my last posting, except to say that a 5-minute conversation can have a profound effect on a person. After five minutes on the phone with a ghost from the past, I realized that I have a difficult time discerning between creativity and cruelty. I go through life with blinders on, seeing those around me as the people I would hope them to be. Sort of like a dog. Have you ever seen those bumper stickers? “I wish I was the person my dog thinks I am”. Well I’m the dog. I can’t admit to myself that the depth of ugliness I have seen really exists. Somehow admitting to the fact that the world is full of malevolent people feels like giving up to me. I’m not sure how it’s related, but it feels like failure. They say we hate in others what we hate about ourselves. Perhaps I too am an ugly, hateful person. (I mean come on, I laugh about a landslide)
But I don’t think I'm evil. I probably just bought into the whole “I’d like to buy the world a coke” mentality of my youth, and am just now waking up to reality.
I probably shouldn’t laugh, but come on, Laguna Beach is falling into the ocean. Maybe there is a God. A sign of the "End Times" perhaps?
