I'm so tired I can hardly breathe

I'm so tired I can hardly breathe

This kid today, maybe 20 years old? works a lot of hours, telling me how tired he gets. He pulls out some knockoff "yellow jackets" for his pockets, aka super caffiene. Like 300 mg each.
So, I wonder, in the name of art, of doing a project based on caffiene. It would sure be interesting, with my struggle to stay awake. Hmmm. I never know about this experiments for art projects. So controversial. And possibly dangerous.

Someone else do it, okay? Then tell me about it.
Oh, let me dig something up. No no, I'll save it. I have a link about this topic to show you later.

My Wayfarer Lady makes me think

I've never concidered this before,

Do we have to love our own art?

Seriously, can you make pieces you don't like, why would you, or do other people just have to like it, or does that make us a sell out. But if we just make art we like and not care what other people like, does that just make us a closet wanker.

Do I only display, keep, art that I love.
Do I only enter pieces I love?

Sad in spirit

1) A dying grandfather
2) gas prices
3) a complicated friendship
4) no exact plan for the future
5) too cold to garden
6) no time to volunteer

his song

Amazing grace how sweet the sound that saved a wretch like me. I once was lost but now am found, was blind but now I see. It was grace that taught my heart to fear and grace my fears relieved. How precious did that grace appear the hour I first believed. Through many dangers toils and snares we have already come. It was grace that brought us safe so far and grace will lead us home. The Lord has promised good to me, his word my hope secures. He will my shield and portion be as long as life endures. When we've been there 10,000 years bright shining as the sun, we've no less days to sing God's praise than when we had first begun.

I never thought I watched that much tv

Lets make a handy list:

Hereos
House
NCIS
The Office
Simpsons
South Park
and The Last of the Summer Wine

I watched Tyra all summer.
And I catch the occasional Numbers.

Flying saucers

Sometime today, my room mate used his problem solving skills to silence some beeping smoke detectors. One in each hand, he chucked them into our yard. And about midnight, a beeping that we couldn't find woke us all up. Except him. We searched. And about the time we pinpointed it to OUTSIDE, he came around. "Oh, there's some smoke detectors out there." One flashlight between all of us, we found them.

fuck you fruit flies

There are fruit flies everywhere. I took out the trash, did the dishes, sanatized the hell out of everything, threw out the glass of wine they loved,

AND THEY WONT GO AWAY.

I put some vinegar in a dish, covered it in suranwrap and poked holes in it. It only captured 10. There's at least a hundred more.

what do i do??