Childish Things

Saturday and Sunday
-The lower 30’s but when the sun was shining it was nice enough to enjoy the air.

Put up a new picture in the gallery and just ate flap-jacks for dinner. Breakfast for dinner is hard to top.
Got to see my friend Mark Gildersleeve, his wife Joanne, and thier daughter Lily. It’s been a long time because he works shiftwork at the mill. We ate lasagne and Lily didn’t want to eat it. Everyone tried to get her to taste it, even going as far as an ice-cream bribe. She never relented, instead finding fun jumping on our couch. All the adults agreed that we were picky eaters at her age and refused to eat so this should come as no shock. Mark likes to read and paint when he can. He did this painting years ago.

M. Gildersleeve

I went the zoo today and saw this guy. The zoo in the winter is empty. Most of the animals were out and lively. Visited with the one-eyed owl and the one armed gibbon, made my rounds and said my hello’s.

Lincoln Park Zoo

I moved last year and the thing I like best about my new neighborhood, the thing that’s better than absence of jock bars, sports stadiums, and garbage on the street, is all the rabbits. When the weather get’s warm enough, every walk I take a rabbit is scurrying through the grass to thier hiding place. It’s good to see them overpopulate the city.

Fridays are for forgetting

Valentines-late fall, early spring, stand outside and enjoy breathing the air in winter
Thursday-werewolf fog and light persistent rain
Saturday-freeze burn

Whatever happened to that boomerang kid from Mad Max 2?

Before Scott moved he was telling me about a bar by where he was staying. “My neighborhood’s depressing, all yuppies, they give me crazy looks,” something like that. “There’s this bar on the corner and the other day I went by and they had written in chalk on the sign out front ‘friday’s are for forgetting,’ like come in here and get so tanked you forget the job you worked all week.” Sometimes I understand exactly what that sign means. He didn’t because he enjoyed every day.
I think Scott’s in Detroit going to school to be a teacher. I’m not certain. He was nice enough to share some of the art he made when he was living in the Character Warehouse for a project I was trying to get going. Since I didn’t use them at the time I thought I would start this undertaking by presenting them here:

Scott DeGregoris.
“If you’re going to to put anything about them just put energy”

More of Scott’s work in the future.

energy Scott DeGregoris