Studio8 - Uniting the Arts

It was freezey when I woke up this a.m., I had to turn the heat on, but the sun is up, the sun is warm and it looks a bit cheerful out there. We've had a lot of gloomy rainy looking days, only now I see it is cheerful. I think I just need a day out in it. I'll feel good going for a long walk with the dog.

Yes, that's buggering those empty spaces.
I think I should pack the backpack with stuffs and go find some woods. Maybe take some paint and see. I want to get pictures, too. Might be a turtle out there.

Thanks, my mingo.

Well, I didn't exactly go out in it like I planned,
but I had a nice day and the lonelies didn't set in, didn't set trap nor fire, which means I survived it.

You gave me another sock and it reminded me of the Tyrannosaurus Rex we once loved to bits and pieces. I likes the adventuring. I almost bought a WOW card today, but I was happy enough and didn't need it yet.

Hmm, what else. Oh! I thought of it like this...if I turn the pages, you paint the illustrations and then vice-versatile. Smooches. See I'm not always talking non-sense you don't likes, I can be simplistic as usual, too.

I'm braining my rack trying to remember if I'd ever not liked your non-sense. Did I really say that somewhere? I drove up to the crossroads tonight on my way home from work and it was just me & the werewolves of London and all the catfish everywhere was sleepin' down below. I had a lap but no woman was on it. At the top of the hill the people was in the ground not knowing anything of daylight or darkness anymore and I passed right by there wonderin' & waiting my turn. And love turned around and looked right at me in denim shorts with her long legs crossed. I thought to myself, "so that's what country I'm in". I've spent a whole life haunted for certain & true but you can still be made eager by things you can't even see. Yeah, ... that. 'Nite, Doll.

Mornin' Doll. Watcha' doin'? I caught your post down at Dino's place last night. I love it when you show up doncha' know. It's your birthday month ain't it?
HAPPY BIRTHDAY MONTH ANNIE B !

we were train whistles in distance
we skied our selves
threatened to drown the stars in coffee
had curious conversations about dots
steam rose from the swamps in the background
but the wind was clean in front
we made a big lonely
teased it into being
loaded it up
paid the freight charges
& moved it down the line
dots & all

I got sunshine by the truckload up here. You can have all ya want. I'm gonna eat peanut butter toast then pull out a fresh canvas. I'm under a notion as I've heard said. I've fresh coffee. I've paint. It's what I do. And ...

HAPPY BIRTHDAY MONTH ANNIE B !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

lol! You brat. I am bashful.

Dear you,

He said, "Darling, you have not a head!"
and her reply was a nonsense, when she goes all flitting
as a bothering Spook would borrow into grace,

"I know, I'm your kite.
It is that I am that."

You know, you and all those faces you make at it
means the world to me.

You keep me stirred,
today the stir
and I'm restless.

During restless times, I am more aware of the wild creatures who stalk and move and growl and birth, behave with bite, with large licks. The animal.

During restless times, I am more aware of the wild creatures who stalk and move and growl and birth, behave with bite, with large licks. The animal.

Wow. Yeah, that.

If I knew all the things you say to me and that you were indeed him with the ladder, then I'd be joyous. I could celebrate perhaps. But, because I know not for sure, then there is always a tinge of sadness connected to all mine heart.
It'll be a touch of the joy and a sash of the sad.
The two are combined.

Yes, I do like to spend time with you
and sometimes after I'm practically to cry.

First you want to get down in the clay with me then you want to be sure and then to cry?
Why would you cry, Betsy Ann ?

I have a lot of mood changes, prolly.
Mad at you.

Why? Have I been such a beast?

On occasions.
I would of cracked the marble too.

and strike me with your riding crop across the face them rush me to beat o me with your fists of fury and then go all limp and vulnerable right there in my arms?
and then run off to hide in the dark?

O what incredible treasure !

Well, I wouldn't strike or beat the guy.
I'd have done everything else though, including marrying his competitor.
Cause it's tragic.

Or I should explain that I do have that in my dirty past.
I cared for this one guy and he was unattainable fully and so I married his best friend whom I had no interest in. I did it with some sort of punishments in mind.
It punished me enough and I think I can take from it now, since I'm so far removed from it.