"I love hitting myself in the name of beauty."

- YouTube

Life, It Self, Is Beautiful. 

All art don't fit the same stage.

Don't lessen it none.

Care taken now is care given later.

- A vet, Young

Ten down the lineAnother twenty feeling fineThe way is shut, the doors are openAnd it all starts to rewindWith sticky shoes come sticky heartsOur spirits never sagged so lowThere'll come a time, years from nowThese'll be the after glowTaste it in the air, the smoke, the fogWhatever words you find,...

You don't always stay for long. 

It's just a drive-by, an idle hunt for a new hobby, or an old one set to lie. Window shopping fresh ways out, tangled strings leading back to the mouth of the cave. Knots are just a new checkpoint. You're supposed to move forward, after...

There’s something about January that throws me off. Something that gets shed as the years change hands that leaks into my rhythm, my flow of progress and routine. 
Perhaps it stems from not working, and yet not Going Somewhere, for the longest hour of time each year. More time...

You don't get it right the first time.

So quit!

Quit that first attempt and try it again.

Or something new!

Try a new strategy and really think about what result you're trying to get.

If you miss it, you failed!

Failing is the best step forward, continually refining your focus and your mindset toward a...

"Well, of course you did. I don't think anyone here has ever seen a parka. You packed like a Soviet defector."
"Hell of a view, though. And that sun. No wonder you're killing it down here, all of your clients couldn't dream of a depressing thought."
"Romance is killing it, Gennady, we're...

"It's perfect. We'll ship it out first light tomorrow. Your payment will be in the mail by noon."

"Excellent. My client will be pleased to hear."

"Professionalism without the price point, that's our motto. Meanwhile, you have quite the reputation growing for yourself."
"I'd call it sterling, if I'm being modest."

"I...

I'm envious of those who can scrapbook. Being able to evoke the core sentiment, the hearth of the memory, encapsulated within a memento the size of which can be placed into a book.

I say "can" scrapbook because I know I have not the patience, nor the sentimentality of objects &...

Give me my spoils and let me be. I've done enough good today.

Turn on the television and hand me a beer. No, you'll pick the wrong one. I will do it.

I will do it all.

Tomorrow.

 "From our findings, we determined that you are no longer a match for our program. As such, your participation in this study will be terminated as of one minute ago. You have fourteen additional minutes to collect your belongings and remove yourself from this facility."
I blinked. That glowing red eye...