SSDD

For those of you who don't know, the letter's SSDD stand for Same Shit Different Day. I have finally gotten over a cold that lasted almost 5 weeks! I hope it doesn't rain today, I need to mow the back lawn. I've been doing pretty good with my therapy classes and having this cold has helped me to give up on cigarettes, so now I hope to quit for good. If I had gone to China, I would have been sick the whole time. I'm looking for a different job, I've been in print and copy for so many years now that I'm bored of it. Just a part time job will do, I want to explore online classes with CIE, Cleveland Institute of Electronics, and a part time job would pay for classes. But I need a new mother board and processor first, my computer keeps crashing and acts very sluggish and slow. So I fixed up my cousin's computer to use as a back up in case mine dies completely. I don't bother to get online to look for love and romance anymore, to hell with love, love is for poet's! I'm no poet, I'm a professional liar in advertising and I lie for other people. When I finish a degree and get a real job and earn some real money, then I'm sure some sweetheart will love me for my money and I'll find somone close to home. Here's an image I've been working on for quite some time, trying to find the inspiration to finish it. It has been sitting in my portfolio for a few years and I put it on the back burner, always intending to finish it, but I've been lazy and haven't felt creative enough to knuckle down and just draw it. I finished the left leg yesterday and had inspiration for it from a dream about Indian art. In my dream I was in a modern museum full of Northwest art and I found a book of designs that was full of fish designs, mostly halibut drawings, and now I want to steal one of my minds images of a halibut and draw it. I would do that to honor the some 2 million pounds of halibut that I helped kill when I worked in Alaska back in the late 1980's. I would go back to Alaska, my late father's home State, but never again to fish. My father left everything to my elder sister, but she doesn't want the land, so I could live up there tax free on Indian land and build a cabin in the woods on 360 acres. That is my dream for my retirement years. Who am I kidding, I'm never going to be able to retire at the rate I'm going. I'll be 75 and still working if I don't win the lotto or something. Gotta finish that degree! My foster brother says there are two types of people in the world; those with degrees, and those without. I gotta get a degree.