July 16, 2007 Bonus Blog
Closing in on another milestone: one thousand, eight-hundred blog posts (I'm at 1,792). Pretty amazing and enlightening, to boot.

Went home for lunch and met the plumber from Desert Foothills Plumbing, to fix the float in the studio bathroom toilet. Bill was $151 (what'd I tell you?) but he was a True West Maniac and recognized my stuff everywhere and said as I got out my checkbook, "Do you have a Doc Holliday book here you could sell me?" He bought both a Doc and the new CGIII. So that pruned the bill a bit.

As soon as Bob Ehle and Ebed left, up drove James from Desert Foothills Air Conditioning (yes, they both have similiar names). He got on the roof and yelled down "You got a bad 60 Amp fuse." He installed it, checked everything else out, helped me replace the filter in the hallway and I gave him a True West magazine. Bill: $64.

Man, it's nice having AC! I couldn't live in the Old West even if Salma Hyek bathed me with ice cubes every day of July.

While the crews were climbing in and out of the house, I did what I do best: make small paintings that talk to me. The study (top, left) is Gan Dancer's Midnight Delight (Gan Dancers are Apache ceremonial dudes). The big, blue monstor on the right is "Stairway To Heaven," a fitting depiction of a certain segment of my generation who climbed those stairs a little bit too long. Notice the distended, discombobulated spine, the steam adled cranium—you get the picture:



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