A Day In The Life & The Indestructable Beehive Hairdo

 January 6, 2024

   Several things make me extra happy and this is one of them.

My Big Bug Creek Pot-Bellied Stove

   My optimum morning routine is to wake up at 5:30, get a half of a banana and half of a cup of coffee and come back into bed and read and sketch until 6:30 when I get up and go out into the kitchen and put two slices of sourdough bread in the toaster, then go out to the studio and start a fire in my above pot-bellied stove, then come back to the kitchen and butter the toast and pour the second half cup of coffee and dip the toast in the coffee while I read the papers. Full disclosure: I used to drink upwards of six cups of coffee a day until my heart attack in 2008 and my cardiologist strongly recommended I keep my coffee consumption to one cup a day. Damn, that hurt, but not as much as early death, thus the split—the two halves of a cup of Joe, to spread out the joy and avoid, or, at least postpone, another heart attack (so far, so good).

My Personal Daily Art Routine

   Draw something every day, without hope, without despair. That is the goal. Here is an example.

Daily Whip Out:

"Savage Land Sketch No. 6"

Banjo History & Wisdom

   "Today is Earl Scruggs’ 100th birthday! When I met him a few years before his death, I told him that he was the reason I picked up the banjo. I then quickly added that I imagined he’d heard that a lot. He replied in his North Carolina drawl, “Oh, a time or two.'”

—Mark Lee Gardner

Mark Lee Gardner's Holy Grail

of Earl Scruggs memorabilia

The Indestructible History of The Beehive Hairdo They were awesome and huge and created with various techniques, something called "ratting" and "teasing" and "backcombing" and copious amounts of hairspray.

Oh, Behave! You Beehive

Lusting Badboy

If you have a photograph of yourself in one, I need to see it. Also, any trade secrets on how you created your Beehive Helmet Head would greatly be appreciated and probably appropriated for humorous usage. Thank you.

The Parental Surprise

  "The point in your early adolescence when you realize that your parents are muddling through their lives the same as you; that many respectable adults are no less lost than you and your friends, no less petty and obsessive and insecure, which makes you wonder if there are no real adults, because such a thing never actually existed, except in bedtime stories."

—John Koenig"The Dictionary of Obscure Sorrows"