Show ends Friday! or Sat.

I need to re-learn how to write. I'm not a reporter but I feel as if what I put down in words and pictures here lean toward a statement of the facts. In my head I sound like Patton Oswalt with all the different voices and expressive language but when I read the words I've written they sound like Sargent Joe Friday from Dragnet. Look that one up. Classic deadpan almost expressionless delivery. That's how I sound to myself. I think it's just laziness on my part. I'll type things in on my phone even as I can feel it exchanging the information I put in for arthritis being put out into my cramping fingers. So I keep things short.

I hear the new I-phone is larger, no problem here! I'll just buy my pants according to how big the pockets are. What? these floods I'm wearing? Yeah they look funny but they have great pockets! You never hear that as a selling point do you? So many possibilities, maybe get pants that have portals for more pockets or pocket extensions so I can stuff an extra pare of shoes in them! Or insulated pockets with a crisper to keep my veggies fresh? Of course there needs to be at least one USB port... And now we see how my paintings begin. That's my idea now, no one else do refrigerated pockets!

Sitting in a coffee shop doodling out an idea. I want to explore this pose with some different compositions. Roggie modeled for this one. As I drew while drinking drinking a mocha latte some tourists looked over my shoulder. Next thing I knew I had a whole family looking at my sketchpad. I had been on a coffee run in the West 4th St area on MacDougal St. Of all the places I draw in this is the area that it's more likely people will approach me about what I'm drawing.

Last week I played golf with friends. A wonderful time! Mainly because this is how we score golf, no matter what par is we put down "check"  we played that hole. We are sharks on the links I tell ya! Melonie, Serene, and I had a blast. Scotch, cigars, and Gershwin, followed the the next day by hangover, golf and a little less scotch. Serene played some of the classical pieces she knew on the piano in the bar the first night we arrived. I'd highly recommend Shawnee on the Delaware resort. The hotel was was built in 1911, beautifully kept and you could feel the history. Plus they bang you over the head with all the celebrities from it's heyday in the 30's and 40's. I think fall began in the area somewhere between the 7th and the 14th holes. I noticed the leaves on the trees in the beginning stages of turning yellow and orange. We even saw a wooly bear caterpillar on the back nine just before teeing off. I wish I had seen a few more pars, well, just one would have been great!