papat

I was up before the buttcrack of dawn today ...had to make a 50 mile trek up north to deal with a speeding ticket. I thought it would be resolved today, but noooo, I drove all that way just to declare that I wanted to go to trial. It's not that I'm not guilty of speeding, per se, it's just that after a string of tickets since getting a new car several months back (used, but new for me), I finally deduced that the speedometer is very much not accurate. Hopefully, when the trial comes up I can plead my case and get some mercy from the judge. It's bloody unlikely, I know, but at least I'm able to put off having to pay the fine for another month or two ...cuz right now, this papa is strapped for cash.

Speaking of which, I took on a small job making some custom closet shelves for the mum of some friends of mine in order to fill my schedule and pad my wallet. I absolutely adore some of the people I get to work for; they exude such gratitude and treat me so kindly. Today she offered me some of her lunch, which I had to decline due to my slowly recovering throat issue. She then went and made me a bomber custom salad with all the righteous hippie fixin's ...it was absolutely divine. Just before I was about to finish, my friends showed up for a visit with their adorable little one year old son. I wish I had had a camera with me to show you all just how cute that kid is. He is a charmer par excellence.

Speaking of wishing I had a camera today, the drive home yielded a phenomenal sunset with deep reds, pinks and oranges streaking across the sky, dramatic cloud formations and stately silhouettes of proximal and distant trees ...truly fucking breathtaking.

Oh, and I got word to day that I might actually get paid some for a job i did a looooong time ago before the housing market went south, killing the project and my paycheck. I had pretty much written it off as a risky endeavor that didn't pan out. I'm stoked for the potential influx, but still, it's not money until it's in my hand.

LIfe is a trip.



...but i love it.



shower time for the dusty monkey...