Writers & Me

Last night I hung out with a bunch of writers. It is nice to spend time with people who don't paint or draw for a living. Sometimes I forget that other people exist out there. Not knocking artists, but writers are interesting. That is something I wish I was good at. See look at that sentence. I might as well have written "Gee whiz I dang sure would like to write stuff n' junk." I can't write worth a poo. Oh well. I can do drawings.

I can't wait to eat stuffing.

Once more thing. I was just thinking about all the blogs and websites in the world and how everyone is crying out for attention including me. It is overwhelming. It is embarrassing always writing about myself and trying to get people to buy my art, or look at my art. I wish I was different and didn't care, but I really do want people to be interested in my junk.

So I just want to write this to get it off my chest. I might as well embrace it. Me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me and what not, me me me me me me me me me me and me. Me me me me me, heck yeah, me me me me me me me me me. Me me me me me me me me fantastic me me me. Ok me me me me. And last but not least, me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me. Thank me.
Sincerely Mine,
Me