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this is something you can imagine not painting.
 
Muddy, I like your idea. This should be the next big thing.
We get some nice frames, quality paper and write out your paintings on it. Take them downtown to First Friday or whatever they call it. And boom! We've created a whole new genre. It would be much better than most of the tired shit they got up there anyway. And it leaves everything to the imagination. :up:
 
Here is an annoying habit I am getting into.

Now that I am working a regular job - and knowing what I get paid per hour - and being fairly good at math - every time I buy something I can't help but do an instant conversion to how long I worked for it.

Like last weekend I bought some new work shoes and pants, and I immediately thought, all the work I did all day Monday, plus the first two hours of Tuesday, I was doing nothing but working for these shoes and pants. Or if I top up my gas tank, I might think, everything I did up until lunch today was just paying for this. I got nothing else for my efforts this morning except this gas..

It is a pretty bleak way to look at things and generally does not make me feel good.
 
Pretty standard to think this way once you start getting a check for the exact same amount every 2 weeks. Your monthly wage becomes "bandwidth" and you think in terms of fractions of your bi-weekly check when you're spending money. (If you're paid hourly and can actually get paid for overtime I guess that you think in terms of hours worked.)
 
Here is an annoying habit I am getting into.

Now that I am working a regular job - and knowing what I get paid per hour - and being fairly good at math - every time I buy something I can't help but do an instant conversion to how long I worked for it.

Like last weekend I bought some new work shoes and pants, and I immediately thought, all the work I did all day Monday, plus the first two hours of Tuesday, I was doing nothing but working for these shoes and pants. Or if I top up my gas tank, I might think, everything I did up until lunch today was just paying for this. I got nothing else for my efforts this morning except this gas..

It is a pretty bleak way to look at things and generally does not make me feel good.


I do this sometimes as well, Mudder.


It usually just makes me want to slam my head into the wall.


With that said, my check is never the same every 2 weeks.
 
My cash flow is better than immediately before this job but NOT nearly as good as 2004-2007ish.

But yes, my thinking is deeply flawed anyway - I know that. Like I made 100 bucks last evening when I got home from work. It took me about 15 minutes. Why not frame it that I earned my tank of gas in that 15 minutes and had money left over? Why always cast everything in the harshest, most futile possible light?

Just cuz, I guess.
 
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Muddy, you used to be the most positive guy I knew. This sometimes negative Nelly Muddy is bumming me out. Muddy, put on your orange shorts, eat a banana, put your mold on the piano and sing us a song.


A little bit of selective hindsight there. I have never been unrelentingly positive. I always keep it real and am willing to delve into the darkness and futility.

Me being negative is not actually a bad thing anyway. It is how I am trained from my decades of addiction recovery meetings. Just let it out. It's when I don't talk about the shit that there is something to worry about.



I was just working on a new song. It should be ready for it's debut soon. Guitar song. Pretty fun song, I think.