I am still crawling through the muck and mire and shit still stinks.
My elbows and knees are skinned,bleeding and infected from the feces of life.But, holy shit what do you expect?It took me a long time to get back here.
You will get a fucking report later.Not now!! This is my deviate time.

Here I am on May 3,2008.
I have been spinning on this path for a long long time.
67 years is a long history.
Sometimes I run;sometimes I crawl;sometimes I do
nothing but sit and stare.I watch the sands of time falling through the hour glass.
My friend gavin slayer a young artist with whom I work is my source of inspiration for art.Gavin is always available when I need to spout off some senseless crap.
My hope for the Slayer is that he does well and I am sure he will.You have met him and if you haven't check him out<gavinslayer@deviantart.com>
Well I am leaving now a few more grains have fallen.
Keep putting UR art out there.God loves it.How do I know because how else would she have it,

Well,here I am 67 years later.Alot of history or a lot of water under the bridge.Well,actually I have seen water over and under the bridge in this life time.
The sands of time ate quickly running out of the hour glass.Each bite of pizza or hamburger is like playing Russia roulette.The wheel keeps spinning.
There are godd days and not so good day.A good day is having a cup of coffee with my buddy Gavin Slayer the artist.Always willing to listen to what ever I say.This guy has a great future ahead of himself.Or,
is the future NOW.
The coffee pot is broke and the Slayer is about to puirchase another.Actually he didn't buy this one.It is a hand me down through neighbor hood garage sale.
Our Boss deals in garbage.Other peoples garbage for a deal .You see the Slayer and I work for the same company.
A walk to his office is the highlight of my day.
So,this begins my journal and journey.
Keep reading Gavin Slayer at Deviant Art.