Now my tweeting of twittery tweetiness is cutting into my blogging time…
which is giving me less time to practice my guitar and sing and write songs…
while shaving away the portion of my day I use to try to edit my novel…
leaving me fewer hours to try doing some music videos…
thereby making it hard to fit in any tiki carving…
with less minutes to spare for painting…
and scant free moments left to do any drawing…
shortening my opportunities to play in Photoshop…
a segment of the day I had hoped to use to learn Garage Band on our new I Pad…
but I can’t be late for band practice…
just because I was thinking it would be nice to write a sequel to my novel…
while I was preparing for the upcoming writer’s workshop…
that might come in handy for my short stories and poems…
not to mention the children’s books I have already begun…
and the nonfiction weird war and military history book I have been working on for 3o years or so…
but I hate to waste the wood burning tool my wife bought me for christmas…
or the camera I got for Father’s Day, which I am now going to use for my new idea, ‘The 365 Day Take A Photo Of The Sunset Every Single Night Challenge’…
although I guess it isn’t killing me to take a break from the miniature military dioramas…
and I can always learn how to read music some other year…
and somehow squeeze my voracious reading into all the free moments I have…
so I suppose it is good that I never figured out how to make my airbrush gun work without buying a compressor…
Being all art-side-of-the-brain sucks.
Screw it… I can eat and sleep tomorrow…
(But just so you know, I still manage to read all of the posts of the bloggers I follow)
Pouring My Art Out 
The biggest thing that bothers me about not living forever is all the great and wonderful things that go unexperienced.
I just assumed you were going to live forever.
Quit twitting, those kids need to read your children’s stories, we may end up with nicer people in 20 years time,
But I might help to kill off the bad ones…
you can do anything if you are not doped on twitter, I had to stop, I came up with a few good anecdotes but I cant keep to 140 digits very well.
some of my best alien friends have more than 140 digits…
Wait///I didn’t see professional stunt driver or Astronaut on that list…You really ARE slipping. 🙂
Muah!!!
Sooz
That is just the art stuff.
And I once slipped in a race car when I was a stunt driver…and that is why I had to give up being an astronaut.
For details of my stunt driving years, go back to my series of story posts called the ‘driving miss crazy’ stories.
Ohhhhhhhhhhh…Gottcha. 🙂
xx
Sooz
Oh you got me all right…
*Smiles Devilishly*
Muah!!!
Sooz
!!!hauM
🙂
You always have to get the last word… or devilish smile… don’t you?
YES!!!
🙂
no….
Maybe???
🙂
No means no. I said no. Just say no to no.
OK!!!
See, you thought I would fall for that… I am a computer moron who doesn’t have his multplication tables memorized… not a complete idjit.
Hehehehehe….You crack me up!!!
Muah!!!
still not buying it…
Oh come on…I am trying my hardest here!!!
But I can do this all day. I have the attention span of a gnat. Each comment is a whole new world.
Did I win?
Yes you do. It is very valididating for me…which is why I forced you to follow me. I’ll have you know I begged no one else to do such things…
Oh… because I begged lots of people. I still do posts now and then playing on people’s guilt.