I gotta bang out a quickie, as I’ve been distracted by other things such as making art, riding bikes, listening to music, and also because I’m not even sure if anyone comes here anymore.
I jest, but I have been awfully distracted this week having fun at least 90% of my waking hours.
Oh, and speaking of making art, my new space just got its finishing touch;
-and I’m just about to start on my most ambitious project to date;
Eventually I hope for it to look like so;
I’m tired just thinking about it.
It doesn’t look like much now, but just wait a few weeks, and it’ll maybe not look like much then, either.
Now then, the meat of today’s potatoes is that pretty much all of Hodala converged on Canada’s Tijuana this weekend for a celebration of the union of Poo Shoe Joe and his lovely bride Kirsten;
They have loved and nurtured me these last couple of years in ways only lifelong friends can, even though I’ve only known them both for about eight.
Over the few days, we found all manner of shenanigans, and then some;
After a weekend celebrating their union, I woke up at the head of the week feeling encouraged that maybe love isn’t a total sham after all.
The weather was stellar, the beers were cold, and the metal was loud.
Just as it was written in The Bible or whatever.
I think that’s kinda all I’ve got. Sometimes I’m too busy engaging in shenanigans to do my job.
If I made any money, I’d dock my pay.
Finally, as I always do, I would like to present the 95th episode of the Revolting podcast;
This week’s episode is about our master work. If we’ve achieved it, if one knows that they had, if it’s even a possibility that we will, and oh, so much more.
Is it even a topic that anyone even thinks about, or are we’re the nine-ballest of them all?