Heavy Weather

Patrick says:

I am happy you (Jon) like my paintings.

This is no contest.

Instead this is an exercise in humanity.

A game of sorts.

I too attempt to think outside of art (formal).

I make balloons.

I sing.

I drink.

I have a daughter.

I make stuff.

I make what the signals in my 3.5# dog's breakfast (Vonnegut) tell me to make.

I do not control these signals.

I channel them.

To you.

To me.

Maybe to each other.

Hi I am a human.

Nice to meet you human, too.

I haven't quite met myself.

But now I meet you.

(enter the weatherman cheesedick):

"How cold will it get tongiht??? (spot glistens off slick hair, manicured smile shot with a par 38 to enhance depth) More after the break."

Seven hours of commercials later its raining pina coladas and the weatherman is shacked up south of Dogdale humping a prostitutes mayoral leg.

Anyways, I love the weather.

Will post something soon.

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