July 22, 2007
Worked again all day on painting images. Here's another happy accident on two Indian profile heads, which speaks to the duality in all men:



And here's one of the poached sombreros out of "The Big Stampede" starring Johne Wayne. It is a projected image because I wanted to make sure to get the heighth right. And man, is that sucker high. I would never have drawn it freehand that vertical, but I have the frame image to prove it:



House was cleaned by Patti on Friday so I had some running room, in terms of trashing the house, which brings us to:

Confessions Of A Part-Time Bachelor, Part II—Messages to Kathy:

• Man, I run through the socks. I just did the laundry two weeks ago!

• Is it my imagination, or does the sink fill up with dirty dishes without me even being here?

• You have been gone for five weeks. Do you think I should change the sheets?

• How many varieties of ants are there, and how come they find the tiniest places to come into the house? Last night I went into the bathroom and these little, fast-moving red ants were coming up out of the drain.

• Is recycling the third Saturday of the month? And if it is, I missed it—again.

• Will the dry cleaner sell our clothes if I haven't picked them up since you left?

Classic Onion Headline de Jour
Enchanted By Own Innocence, Michael Jackson Molests Self

Mark Boardman flew in today and is staying with me. We had tacos at about five. Fun talking with him.

"The greatest way to live with honor in this world is to be what we pretend to be."
—Socrates