I'm getting close to becoming arty

And I don't mean Garfunkel. I noticed that now when I'm looking at people, I imagine how I would sketch them. I begin planning what colors I'd use to paint them. Noticing the detail in their eyes and ears is not something I did before. Is this a blessing or a curse?

I got this from my usual source of zany shit from the internet, David Nitz.

This guy would be a huge hit at a tailgate party at Lambeau.

When experts overestimate what other people know about their specialty.

I'm learning that whenever something you want to do on the internet starts with "Follow these simple instructions," you are soon to be throwing things at your computer screen. It begins with, "Click on the icon on the upper left-hand side of your screen" It doesn't make any difference what comes after that because there is no icon on the upper left-hand side of your screen.

The reason is simple. Because almost anything can be improved over time. So, by monitoring the comments and requests for help, programmers either find problems or discover new ways to make their product better. They can and do change these things.

The problem is that the instruction you find online, let's say how to install program2.5, is still out in the ethernet, telling you to look for the icon on the upper left-hand side of your screen. At the same time, tech-no-Bob, the programmer, has moved it into the menu bar, and you need an activation code to open it.

FYI: If I misspelled something or dropped a punctuation mark in the wrong place, it's because there is a crack in my computer screen, and I didn't see the mistake. (See above.)

PS: It was a coffee cup.

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Poppa Jeff was seen catting about town with Anne Wilde at the Sip n' Purr. Ruby's Coffee and sleeping cats. You gotta love it.

Thank you to all of you who checked out my new blog on my Website boundtobegood.com. I will be self-publishing my novel 26 Women sometime in the next couple of months.

I'm using the website to keep people up to date on the progress. My blog theme is how I learned the commonality of the process that all artists have.

I posted a new blog on the site yesterday morning

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Ring The Bell

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