Thursday, January 12, 2006
New Painting up in my gallery

<-- Ah yes. Its another Main Street Post Office painting, as if you wern't sick of them already. I'm not. I adore that building. You can't paint that clock tower from a bad angel. Pitty the damn thing never shows the right time. If you notice in all my paintings of the Post Office clock tower the time is always the same... try to catch the hour.

IN OTHER NEWS
What is the deal with the weather recently? You know there is no good news out there when a reporter starts to blabber on about the weather but REALLY, plus 10? Peter Haight and I were driving in the country today and we saw the chunkiest of all rainbows (AHHH- I left my camera @ home!!). Very strange. More suport that the sun is slowly eating us alive.

Happy birthday to my pesudo brother Inkz on the 11th. Inkz's birthday marks the day in the year where we all face the reality that everyone else this year is going to get a whole other year older (since his birthday is in January). I made the bugger a cake, but he was too tired to come and eat it with me so I am slowly picking away at it. If anyone would like some cake, please drop by my apartment because I cannot eat this whole thing myself and the thought of eatting an entire cake in one setting is enough to make me stab my eyes out with forks.

SPEAKING ABOUT JABBING YOUR EYES OUT...
Elections! This is the worst time to be a reporter. Why? Well, the hours don't suck durring an election, but its the pain and stress of making sure you got all your i's and t's crossed. As important as these matters may seem, I can't wait to get back to the regular news coverage at this time that I usually do which involves hopping fences, getting the dirt, and keeping your mouth shut when it matters.
Wait... election coverage is almost the same... I wonder why I feel as if it isn't?

COFFEE SHOP CONFIDENTAL
Ah yes, my local drug store of choice is "Express Yourself Cafe" on Main Street where I frequently squander away my mornings with my choice of "Jamacianme Crazy" with soy milk. I bet I am the only bird in the place that uses the bloody soy milk. Usualy we all meet up in the mornings for our coffee and blibber about whats new and current and this week it seems to all be elections this and who you voting for that. Last week, CBC camera crews were there at the cafe asking people that famed question... I had no problems until I noticed they were in MY spot (maybe this should have gone under jabbing your eyes out). I can be steadfast when I am on my own teritory, and I promptly stood behind the camera crew and started making loud slurping noises. When they didnt get the hint, I sat down with Tessie and started talking very loud in an annoying french accent. They came over to me and asked me if I had any comments about the election since I looked like I could fill the "Youth" spot. huh? 25 years old and I still look like a kid?? Get off my back, cbc

btw- I love your radio programs.