It was a slow night last night.  I didn't sell a thing.
     At least I didn't have to listen to a single g**d*** word from White Wine Jessica.  She never showed up.  Her droning and carrying on gets to me.  Can you tell?
     Anyway, at least I made some progress with my napkin art.  It was more of a production night.  From time to time, it is nice to have a slow night, because then I can just concentrate on painting and beer drinking.

     My friend Charlie showed up.  He is fun to hang out with from time to time.
     He is a supporter.  He actually owns at least twenty of my napkin art paintings that he payed full price for.
     He is nice.  He often makes sure I have a fresh can of Raineer.

     It isn't as fun to do the Drunken News on facebook anymore, because of facebook deleting a couple of my posts.  I don't need facebook as an editor.  It is the last thing I need. 
     My resolve on facebook is to just keep it light, and I'll do my smack talk here if need be.

     No one should ever be offended if I write smack about anybody.  It's free advertising.  I would kill to have anybody write about me, instead of getting ignored all the time.  I do get tired of tooting my own horn all the time.  It's a drag.  I need people who will respond to some external stimuli.

     One Way Conversations...you ever get into one of those?  I found myself in yet another one last night.  My job is to nod my head and say 'yeah' at the appropriate times, and to listen.

     I don't smoke pot.  I don't enjoy it.  I've taken hits from time to time, but it isn't really my thing.  I don't like the feeling of confusion.  It is hard for me to think when I am on pot.  I don't like it.  Plus, it makes me cough really bad, and that is no fun.  Feeling a nice buzz from a beer is much better.