as I woke up, this morning. I have a LOT of shit to get sorted out and by a lot of shit, I mean: A LOT OF SHIT. Too much to do it over time. I need to get shit done, NOW so I can started doing shit that I have been yammering about doing, IMMEDIATELY.
I really woke up feeling like my life is on the fast track, right now. And by fast track, I mean, shit is moving fast. Again. Finally. I have talked a lot about the treadmill that I felt like I’ve been on ever since…the last few years. Probably since… 2014, maybe. 2015, for sure. Shit was moving and then, it wasn’t *moving.*
You all who follow me on twitter already know this, but, the other day… I had the most AWESOME flight that was proceeded by the most… I can’t even describe it. It was not THE most stupidest of stupid stupidity. (Not on the level of that bitch in KCMO that wasn’t listening to a word I was saying. The one who made me not fly Frontier ever again.) But, the other day was pretty fucking dumb. American Air, TSA, airport, FAIL.
Fast forward to today: It’s 6:43am and I’m already up and having coffee. Going to read a few more comics and then, I’m going to venture out to take care of some shit. Which will include making a few phone calls. And you know how much I *detest* making phone calls. But, a few of them have been calls that I’ve been putting off for a while now. Instead of sittin’ around, THINKING about doing something and TALKING about doing something and LONGING to *do* something, I’m going to just “do it.”
I woke up and laid there for a minute, thinking. I got up, peed and jumped back in bed and thought some more. I closed my eyes, thinking: “It’s too early to get up. You don’t have a flight to catch. You don’t have a bus to catch. Just chill. Get some more sleep.” BUT… THAT little voice was overridden by *another* little voice that said: “Dude. Let’s get up and get going. Even if it’s TOO EARLY, we can make mental preparations for the day to come.” And you all who know me, know that I am all about mental preparation. And planning. I know that many of the things I do and the places I go to, seem like crazy hair-brained “fly by the seat of your pants” kinda crazy shit, BUT IT’S NOT LIKE THAT. Not most of the time, anyway. No. I am a bit of a planner.
Okay. That’s enough about me. 17 kids were killed in a school shooting, yesterday. That REALLY sucks. You know what would suck EVEN MORE??? If congress was to sit on their hands and do absolutely NOTHING. Oh, wait…
Trump. I told a friend just yesterday that I am *tired* of Trump having all kinds of power over me. Dictating my mood and fuckin’ with my emotions. I’m getting ready to snatch that shit back. I already have, actually. I’ve cut down on the MSNBC and am trying to spend more time circulating, as opposed to sitting still where if I’m not turning the tv on, I’m *contemplating* turning the tv on. It’s my life. This is my life and I want it back.
Comics. The several SIGNED BY DONNIE CATES copies of Redneck are gone, gone, GONE. I should have bought them when I was standing there, looking at them, money in hand. Too much thinking and not enough “Fuck it, dude. You only live once.” I said when I got back into comics that I was not going to get into the whole ‘looking at comics as an investment’ craze and I have done a pretty good job at staying true to that, but after running into one or two things along the way that prompted me to do a quick google search has made me realize that I have a couple of favorites that are worth a pretty good chunk of change. Just by happenstance. So. Don’t cray for me, Peru. I’ll be a’ight.
Beer. This has been quite the stretch for beer. A couple of weeks ago, it was wine. Immediately prior to that, I “discovered” bourbon. Booze is life. That. And food. And coffee.
Okay. It’s about time to scidaddle. Skidaddle. For now. Have a wonder Thursday and I’ll see you out there. In the streets. Or on twitter. Or maybe I will run into you at one of my favorite comic book stores. Who knows???
See ya! 🙋🏾♂️
Love and hugs and kisses and fuck your thoughts and prayers. I think we need to get out there and VOTE these greedy GOP fuckers out of congress and PRAY that November gets here, really, really, REALLY fast. That way, we can flip the house, flip the senate and get rid of that goddamn Donald Trump.
That’s it! ✌🏾