I tried to paint my baby brother's highway patrol car (some of you were unfortunate enough to get a glimpse of my attempt) I gave up on it, I just couldn't get the wheels right. This http://new.photos.yahoo.com/deadlyblondearcher/album/576460762310485368/photo/294928803036212293/0 was the car I was painting. He came over day before yesterday to have lunch with me, I took a picture of him with his current car... it's thishttp://new.photos.yahoo.com/deadlyblondearcher/album/576460762310485368/photo/294928804383901133/7 ugly Ford with ugly rims, :O ANYWAY.... so I'm painting his badge, instead.

I know it seems relatively boring and rather "sterile" for a piece of art, but I really wanted to do it, so I AM. :)

Miss Texas 1938 and Miss Georgia 1944 discuss how wonderful it is not to have to count calories anymore.
Happy Halloween, ya'll.

TOTALLY ignore the clock, can't sit for a long time when my back is bothering me, so I left it here and worked on it a little bit at a time.
(Oh, and I know they probably aren't anatomically correct so don't go counting bones and telling me about it lol)

Last thing I remember was saying,
"Hey y'all, watch this." Next thing I know I'm walking toward this light
When a voice from out of nowhere asked this question.
"Garth, what did you love most in your past life?"
"Well," I said, "it had to be between cowgirls and horses."
And as I wondered which one that I would settle on,
The voice said, "May you be happy with your answer."
I said, "What answer?" He said, "Watch this." And I was gone.

Now I'm back as a cowgirl's saddle
Heaven on Earth for all eternity
Forever in between
Every cowboy's dream
Riding horses, holding rodeo queens

Sew me, show me, throw me in the pickup
Take me, break me, make me what you need
It's safe to say we're made for one another
And you'll never fall if you just stick with me

Fit me, sit me, get me how you want me
Wrap me, strap me, slap me on your steed
Can't believe I'm out here flying with an angel
Oh this afterlife's sure looking up for me

Loping, roping, hoping that you're happy
Racing, placing, chasing all your dreams
Makes me think if I'd lived life a little better
Would I've come back as a pair of cowgirl jeans

Every cowboy's dream
You know just what I mean
Riding horses, holding rodeo queens

Garth Brooks

Don't we get a pit stop, at least? Would somebody please stop the world from spinning 90 to nothing so I can at least REFUEL? I'm getting so tired. Buddddn buddn budnnnn bd......n.

I think she might need some.

This is for solve. I'm not sure why you chose to ask me to do this, as I can think of several other artists here that would have been much better at this sort of thing, but I was very flattered that you did. I hope this is what you wanted and that you aren't disappointed. I had fun doing it.

I won't be wearing anything like this for a few weeks. I couldn't walk on my foot this morning so I had to go get an xray. I broke a chunk out of my ankle bone and tore ligaments in my foot. It hurts it hurts it hurts it HURTS.

what a way to go :)

Happy "Late" Valentine's Day

Jumped in the truck and I headed for Kansas
Morning found me in Port Aransas
Sipping on rum
In that warm Texas sun
I've never been good at keeping direction
And I believe schedules are one of life's worst inflections
And I gotta be free
'Cause I'd rather have nothing
Than a whole lot of something I don't need

I'd rather have nothing
Than a whole lot of something
That don't fit the life that I lead
Material things and all that wealth brings
Just must be for some other breed
'Cause life ain't about the worries and doubts
That comes with the lust and the greed
And I'd rather have nothing
than a whole lot of something I don't need

If the undo button here were a big pink eraser, I'd be peeking out from underneath a huge pile of pink eraser dust.

:D

"In our so very civilized society it is necessary for me to live the life of a savage.”

Gustave Courbet