I’m having conversations with people about apartments now. I got a call back earlier and I’ll be sending out more feelers tonight and ideally more conversations tomorrow about some of the apartments I’m looking at. I can’t wait to get home. I’ve been thinking more about running a food truck too. Anyone who has suggestions, feel free to throw them out to me. One thing I’m thinking is simple burgers and fries, and such. I’m thinking about different recipes for the beef, cheeses, the usual toppings, perhaps some less usual toppings. I had some thoughts about incorporating some Laotian cuisine. I may work in some of that gradually after things get going. Who knows? Maybe I’ll work up burgers influenced by other cuisine. We’ll see. I may try out some recipes while I finally get packing here.
Now that I’ve had a conversation about an apartment I can visualize more effectively how I’m going to decorate and ideally configure my new studio. I’m watching White Collar and I’ve been thinking about trying my hand at painting. I’ve thought about that from time to time and just haven’t taken the time to invest into it. I intend to get a drawing table but maybe I’ll get an easel and some paint too. As a child most of my art was pencil and ink on common white paper. I never really worked with colors until I started illustrating on my iPads. I was always interested in painting but I didn’t want to invest the time, energy, and resources into something like that just for it to suck. Also, I’ve been catching a lot of videos on instagram and all where people are painting and mixing colors. It’s pretty interesting seeing how so many different artists employ so many different techniques and accomplishing such extraordinary results. I just don’t know what I would want to start painting. The obvious would be comic characters. Super heroes and such. We’ll see, though, over the next few months. I may add painting to my repitoire.
I can’t wait to be back home. I was never fond of the heat but the valley will always be home. Walking Oxnard Blvd. and stopping at 7 Eleven for some “nachos” on my way home from my high school. My nightly pilgrimage to In-N-Out. Walking through VNSO in the middle of the night after In-N-Out. So many years I’ve lost being stuck in this shit hole state. I’m genuinely excited…I think is the word. I’m not used to presenting ‘positive’ emotions. Just a few more weeks and I can start to salvage this bullshit existence. And now it’s time to start making things happen.
