My sweet, elderly nan was banned from the Catholic church because she interrupted a sermon and told the entire congregation to go to Hell after they shunned my Uncle for coming out. She also called the Father (or whatever) a cocksucker, and said she was proud her son was one.
So yes, my nan is a total BAMF and there should be more people like her in the world.
lots of art crap. i’ve been entering a butt-ton of shows and competitions lately to beef up my resume and possibly win some money and put a little chub in the pants of the local art scene. i’ve also been rushing to complete at least 20 pieces to put in my senior art exhibition. they only require 8 pieces but i’m the only art major graduating the december and i don’t want the gallery to look too bare. if you live some where near the tennessee valley and would like to come to the show just stay tuned and i’ll eventually post a date. plenty of originals and prints will be for sale.
gypsy jazz. being a part of the only gypsy jazz group that’s worth a damn in my area has been keeping me somewhat busy. my hands and arms constantly hurt from playing those big chunky fast rhythms but i dig it. if you’re a musician and you want to make some money, play gypsy jazz. nobody plays it and everybody wants to hear it. i’m getting a lot better at reading jazz charts. i’m a classical guy so i prefer big ‘ol sheet music with all the bells and whistles so i had to learn pop symbols pretty quick to be able to keep up… but nashville standard can suck my ass. that shit is retarded.
writing. i hate art critics. i really do. they’re dicks. but it seems like a possible career path for me. if there’s one thing i’m good at it’s judging something (or someone) based solely on appearance and once i learn anything about it (them) my assumptions are usually confirmed. applying that to art has gotten me some good grades and a couple of published articles. haven’t made any money from it yet. still not sure if i’m good enough to make a living being a professional dick. maybe i’m not dicky enough… i think i’m a pretty monumental dick. maybe the art world will too.
being totally confused. other shit that i won’t get too specific about is completely fucking with my head and confusing me. kind of pissing me off too.
being sober. no no, i still drink. i’m talking about being sober of that other thing you all know i like. yeah. that one. the green one. they beautiful one. my girl. she’s high maintenance but she makes me feel good about myself. but damn it, i have shit to do and all she wants is to lay around the house all day and watch QVC and play sega. plus, if she’s still around when i finally get a job interview things could get a little difficult.
i'm headed to my nieces first birthday party. gonna fuck shit up. drain some jose and get nekkid. eat some cake. sing barney songs. do some blow off dora the explorers ass. wipe snot off baby faces. play peek-a-boo. fuck some strippers. church.