Clever Title For A Blog Entry

Yes. Here it is today again. I am spending this weekend with my family. Yesterday we celebrated my niece's birthday and I gave her a painting that I've done in the last two weeks. It is so awesome to finally be doing the right thing.

Here's the painting and here's my cheeseburger:





In response to Bruce's comment the other day to my blog entry "180 x 24 Hours." Hi Bruce. I think I remember you. Maybe. Aren't you tall? That was quite a lifetime ago. I'm not sure which of my visits to jail you're referring to. Anyways. I ended up going to San Francisco and then Alaska myself in 1998. The beginning of this blog goes back to when I was in San Francisco. When I started this blog about a year and a half ago? I uploaded all the journal crap that I had and that stuff only goes back to 1998. Sadly I lost all of the writing that I'd done before that time. As Brent might remember, I had begun a long series of notebooks. Ah whatever. That's all gone. One of the small prices I had to pay for being an alcoholic fuckup.

Today however, I am still creative. Gratefully I have found that giving up my disease did not mean giving up who I am. YES!!!! In fact, it has meant that now I can finally be more of who I am. I am most certainly finding love now and deep human connections and my spirits couldn't be any "higher!"

Note to Brent: Sorry I haven't communicated with you. I haven't communicated much with anybody outside of my little recovery community but that is not a permanent thing. I have been focusing myself almost exclusively on coming back to life and it has been a full-time amazing and exciting adventure. I have noticed who visits this blog and who leaves comments and I am grateful that there are people out there who are curious and care. Actually, Brent, you have been in my thoughts quite a lot lately.

More later. Today I am beginning a new drawing of a praying mantis.

Pretty Flowers and Shit

Just this: Here's a flower I finished recently. Today I finished drawing a cheeseburger. I'm getting a big kick out of the fact that I can draw stuff. How cool is that?