Daily Update

I brought my own paper bag to Stans Donuts yesterday morning. I felt like a bum for doing it, but it was my little effort to help save the Earth. Lets face it, I go there enough that I started feeling bad about throwing all those paper bags away, so I started saving them, and I figured that I could use them for something useful one day.

So last night when I got home from work, I resisted the urge to go running for a while, but it finally overtook me. I rushed out the door with my running shoes, and J-pod on. I didn't have the nerve to greet the Australian Outback, so I simply went on a tour of what seemed like the Ural Mountains. It was all up hill, and very cold and very windy. It was vicious at the peak, and I thought I'd even blow away for a minute. But I stove on into the wild. It was to cold to run into any wildlife this time, so it was just the elements I had to endure.

On the way back from lunch I saw some bum stumble behind some Newspaper stand, and start peeing into his starbucks cup. It was quite odd, in fact kind of scary. Because I was walking by at such a brisk pace, I want to assure you that I didn't see 'Bum Wiener', but I saw him position the cup and go for 'IT'. Being a guy I simply know the process of motions in certain situations like this.

I started the painting last night that I had been planning to start for the last 550 days. Yes, Happy wedding day Joe and Tiff. I've finally begun. Sorry its been so long, but I've had a lot of stuff to do! I have a full social calendar after all, as well as many Battles of my Life. I have mainly started with the blue blue sky for now. I wasn't mentally ready for the intensity that the other colors would offer. I had to study the image I had sketched onto the canvas for a while to reacquaint myself with it, and even practice certain complex brush stroke techniques that I learned when studying in Italy. As the brush grazed the canvas for the first time it was like month of ideas all coming out at once. It was like the canvas was patting me on the back and having a lovely discussion with me. As my brush would stroke up and down I could hear the waves of the quaint I-tallian town that I once follicked in. As the brush stroked from side to side, I could hear the annoying squawk of seagulls, accompanied with the briskly cool sea air. As I started painting again, I was upset to see that my paints didn't get along in my absence, as the Rosy Red was punctured by the Lime Green, and squirted all over the yellows. And I didn't have all the blues that I thought I did. So I'll need to go to the store soon to fix that, then re-touch the blue sky portion with a new vibrancy.

I didn't have that much time to fight the battle of my life last night. I did find a new weapon though. I already told you about the Dollmaster's Mace that I found in a treasure chest that emits lightning and fear. Well, now I have found new weapon. Its lighter than the mace, and it glows green, as if made from a green obsidian stone. Its also disburses an electric lighting-a-rific charge when its struck against my enemys. Wow, with my arsenal, I am truly powerful in the Battle of my Life. I can't wait to Fight again.

Lunch was sponsored by Jamba Juice.

I'm listening to Adam Sandler right now. Not my finest moment, but the tunes are on shuffle, and thats what came up.