No Comment

Sometimes someone says, "no comment."

Dried Up

Couldn't figure out what to do today, so decided to attack an old theme for me of a man (me, in a previous life) and his dog, standing like a totem pole, as one.

Send Him Back?

Return policies abound in stores from L.L. Bean to Target. Individuality is not appreciated.

Selling Bridges

Moving involves buying and selling. Sometimes it is hard to give things away, even to thrift stores. I had to go to three thrift stores to give away one of my favorite chairs. I had found it in 1969 on a street corner. It was waiting for the garbage truck.

Waiting to Sit

It struck me funny all the things "sitting" enthusiasts do to sit...like rushing somewhere to sit (a contradiction?). Or better yet, to arrive early and then to wait to sit...where waiting is a skill that the Buddha acquired.

Me & My Palm Pilot

Worked on polishing the old rusted parts of the 1946 medicine chest (my age), and then went to get some expensive potting soil for my wife.
Off to an opening where I had some artwork. Afterward a party. Booze isn't a good thing when you don't drink...but it was fun to seen some people whom I hadn't see for awhile.

I Painted Today

What a day, touching up all the doors with paint. And various other home activites.

Then the dog chip company called and asked if we indeed had given out dog away. Yes I said.

They now have a good home.