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I was so upset with the lack of proper civility in the congrational chamber when the president gave his “State of the Union” speech that I thought the “State of the Union” was in such a poor state being run by a group of adolesent adults (I’m not even sure I should refer to them as adults) that I wrote e-mails to all our state representatives and senators and told them so. I know they won’t reply, but I don’t care any more.

Then there is the matter of Colored pencils. I hadn’t even thought of the possiblilties of colored pencils until my lovely pen pal from Bedford England, Hannah Johnson sent me a nice pack. I always used them like crayons and that wasn’t much fun for a nut like myself. Well… I got to screwing around and I discovered the hidden possiblities in those wonderful things. I guess If you’ve been looking at this blog, you can see the changes. I even went into my bed room and pulled the box out that I had full of marker pens and tossed the whole lot of them into the trash. Colored pencils and sharpie pens rule! Well… I guess fountain pens also rule! Well… I hope some time in the near future…. (Like maybe tomorrow) the members of our congress grow up and start doing the job they have been sent to Washington to do. Please… None of you hold your breath too long!

How many of you have driven five miles and don’t remember driving five miles, simply because you were thinking or something else more important than concentrating on driving? Well, I have. I do that all the time. Then how many of you been witness to the young couple actually starting on their forty year trip of coming old. They were sitting next to me at a table talking about shacking up and then starting on buying stuff they really didn’t need. (most likely using credit cards) I could see the trap waiting and there was nothing I could do to warn them. Then, how many of you get to go to work at ten A.M. tomorrow and get off at 4 P.M.? I do and I love that. There is no better job than to be a dishwasher.

Feast on these latest drawings.

I’ve been trying to put something on this blog everyday, but as you can see its mostly been drawings, so here’s a couple more.

What a month this has been. Marcella and I celebrated Christmas with all our four wonderful children (Actually adults), but what can I say! I’ve just finished up my first art show of the year. I haven’t sold anything yet, but at this point in life, I really don’t care. I didn’t really draw them to be sold. I drew them because they needed to be drawn. I’ve been taking Aerobics and its the best thing I’ve done in a very long time. I’m still out of step with everyone. I’m still dropping the Hula Hoop, but I’m gaining. I think by the next session, I’ll actually be able to use the silly thing. See… It’s never to late to go out and put yourself to the test. We are about to end up this session and then I guess I’ll have to wait until next september to start again. I don’t want to stop now. I guess I’ll just have to take up jogging around town in the morning. Oh… I almost forgot… I have a couple more drawings to share and these two are beyond the influence of Rose.

Last friday, Marcella and I went to the Great Bend Coffee company for the Rythem and Brews night. We set down with Ann Rogers and listened to the music. Then Steve and Rose Dudek came in and sit with us. Marcella usually brings a magazine and I usually bring a book to read. This time I decided to bring my pen and ink and colored pencils. Well, to make a long story some what shorter, I pushed some paper, pens and colored pencils over to Rose to draw a picture for me. She drew a wonderful rendering of a girl she labled “Alice”. I took Alice home with me and during the Jay Leno show, I decided to draw my own “Alice”. I guess that must have set me off, because I’ve been drawing portraits since all week long. I just finished up the girl with hair over her eye about an hour ago. Who knows where this is going to take me. “Thanks, Rose!”

It is wonderfur to get comments again. My friends are no longer Spambot. Down with Spambot and I hope it never infects us again! Then, the first comment to come to me is from my favor daughter (Lisa) in Colorado and she says my drawings are awesome and it can’t get any better than that. Thank you sweetheart and I love you! Then I get comments from my other two best comment friends Karen from Ellinwood and Hannah from Bedford. Well… I guess I better add some more drawing for you to look at. I love you all.
from Bobberdilly.

Here is Roxann

Here is Idaho

Last week I wasn’t getting any comments on my blog. I thought I’d been abandoned. Then Hannah e-mailed me and said she couldn’t comment, because my blog said she was spambot or something like that. Then Karen Kline-Martin said the same thing so I e-mailed my daughter and she e-mailed back and said she fixed the problem, but I still haven’t received any comments…. Well, If that is the case, email me again and I’ll call my daughter again, because I should be getting comments on my latest drawings, because they would cause me to comment if they weren’t my own and I ran on to them on this blog. Last night I pushed a piece of paper over to Rose and she drew a picture and named it Alice. I looked at it and when I got home from the coffee shop I decided to draw Alice myself. Then I decided to draw Omar and then this evening after work I drew Regie. I’m tired a hell tonight after all day washing dirty pots and pans. There… I wrote something on my blog like I promised I would.

Nien Cheng died on Nov. 2 and I didn’t know it, because the Hutch or trib Papers don’t cover stories on dead authors. I had sent her a drawing and my christmas letter. I get it back yesterday from a Lawyer handing her estate and informed me of the fact. My heart sank. I didn’t really know the lady, but I’d written a few times and she’d written back. It was such sad news. She was the author of “Life and Death in Shanghai