Patturns Of Highperactivity: Open yur eyes.

From out of nowhere and everywhere the sense of words arrives at my fore-brain. "Understand Yet?" Or maybe in was "You still an idiot?" I have to raise my metaphysical hand and say.. "Yes, I am still an idiot."
How can something that is nothing sigh so loudly without sound. From the left comes bars of light. Top to bottom the are out of my view but slowly parading across my vision. As they hit the center of my eyes where I wish I had a nose the change colors and its almost like you can see motes and eddies of mist swirl around the bars. In all colors and no colors... Gotta say one thing for not being anywhere... Its never boring.

Friday. Nifty how the week drags until just before you get off work and like a rubber band its Friday evening then Monday again. Einstein needs to stop playing around with time-space. I like my Friday evening to last the same amount of subjective time as my Friday morning. If my Sunday lasted as long as Monday did it would be awesome. So from a plan to a cancellation to extra time to, Quote "Get THINGS Done." Well I did. Got more paint, more rollers, more plastic, more tape, and milk. Made it to the house and dropped all the stuff. Washed and dried clothes, Hung up too! Did the dishes and replaced an outside light. Why you ask. Because it makes it easier for the other occupants of my house to live. All they have to do now is come home and rest. I also was able to tape off the entire new guest room and prep for the ceiling painting tomorrow. All that is left is put the pole on the roller and tape over the doorway. Should take all of 30 minutes to paint and then an hour to dry and after that touch-ups. That means Sunday I can move the bed in and set it up slick.

Now ask me about photographs... hah.. nada. On and off dust squalls and funny acting people make it hard to stop and take pictures. Way too many people who look far too well off asking for money. I watched one guy who's clothes were better than mine, but wearing a beat up windbreaker go person to person in the parking lot. He hit me up for any spare change. When I came out of the store he was still surfing the parking lot. I would rather give money directly to the charities I know are using the money for food and beds and clothes for the real needy than paying for someones party. Funny when you see them there the next day with a different story.Oh.. off topic.. Yeah.. so no pics.. Hopefully tomorrow and surely Sunday ( Mothers Day ). We will probably go out to the market and while shopping is done I can take off shots. Its not better than hitting a handful of antique stores. That probably will happen on the 19th. I can shoot antiques all over.
I hate contrived and I love spontaneous. Maybe get some cake or pie after. Don't judge me... hahahaha.

Oh.. yes. I did mess with some last night. I didn't do the expanded 3d shots because the look too artificial. I don't know why and I have to look at it. So I did some normals. They are okay. '

Ivory Tickle.