February 6, 2005
Worked all weekend on finishing CGII artwork. Slopped up three paintings, finished two, really finished another (as in "finished off"). Switched gears on Sunday afternoon and started sketches for the Train Issue. Sketched all during the Super Bowl. Loved Paul McCartney's set, especially "Drive My Car"(I must be getting old because on Monday morning I heard a radio morning show host blasting the set as “horrible!”) and I thought one or two of the ads were funny. The GoDaddy.com ad was the edgiest (a parody of the Janet Jackson wardrobe malfunction complete with Senate Hearings and a bimbo stripper). I laughed. Then went back to sketching.

Went to a private dinner party on Friday night. The host, who is an energy specialist, commented that our dog Peaches is depressed. I talked at length to Peaches yesterday but she wouldn't talk, wouldn't open up. Just looked at me. (she can be such a bitch).

Made about 15 trips for rocks. Hauled up a couple bathtubs full. Good exercise. Made tacos on Sunday. Had a couple beers. I've got the train image I want in my head. Getting it on paper is the hard part.

"The hardest part about gaining any new idea is sweeping out the false idea occupying that niche. As long as that niche is occupied, evidence and proof and logical demonstration get nowhere. But once the niche is emptied of the wrong idea that has been filling it—once you can honestly say 'I don't know'—then it becomes possible to get at the truth."
—Robert A. Heinlein