I like the general motive behind the "Occupy" movements springing up around the county. That motive, it seems to me, is to send the clear and unhappy message that U.S. Citizens are really hurting now-a-days; we're all going downhill fast; even those who'd rather think different — we're suffering from unrestrained corporate greed; a government in detestible squabbling gridlock; extreme polarization of wealth and poverty; and the catastrophic demise of natural resources. The dominos ARE falling kiddo! If you don't see it, it is just because it hasn't reached your lovely doorstep yet. But the "sludge" is coming!

Why? Shit, just follow the money! It is always about the money.

Do everyone of us a very big favor: Occupy-if-you-wish; Protest polarization! Do it... but then Get the money OUT! Get it out of political campaigns entirely! Go to "getthemoneyout.com" and sign the petition! Work to send every lobbyist down the hall, and out the door. Adopt the three-teir-choice election system. And Recycle dogone it!

Art isn't something we just hang on a wall today. Art is the act of cleaning up the mess... the paper and plastic at your feet; the poverty and poor schools in your town; the individuals you elect (check out www.billmonning.org); the country you call home; and the way you think about your fellows.

TRY THIS ON TOO: You want to realize a wholesale miracle right now; any time of day or night? Do something for someone in need. Then absolutely; positively do NOT let them know you did it! Your heart will soar, and you'll become a "soul artist". Make things better; and don't claim credit for your efforts. Do you wanna be right; or do you wanna be happy? Well then, be the artist you are inside... create; don't denegrate.

"Q" signed "papers" tonight... 2 freakig inches worth! Refinancing docs for her existing domicile. I swam, ate, showered, tended the cats, and invented a cure for all cancers; plus re-wrote the first eight Books of the Bible while she did this. Not really (the Bible re-write part), but two thick inches of "sign off" docs; just to say "yeah, I'll pay 'ya on time" seems excessive. Have you too been there.? This sort of redundant scribing; just to accommodate every law since "Hammarabi" invented cuniform seems excessive. Cuts into my "love life" as well. My advice: Don't sign nuthin' for no-one after ten pee-emm!! R.

Our cats have names. But we lump them in to kategories. My two are macho male dudes; 11 years; known as "The Lummuxes". Her's is a 'lil calico babe; six months old and learining to "fly" 'round the house. Her name's Lela; but we call her the "Pinnepad". We've decided they all deserve their own "sidebar" on the Couples blog we're motivated to create from our own "absurdities and couple-conumdrums".... that is if, and when, we get 'round to creating it. Thought we'd call it "FUR-asic Park". Just a thought... while we're having a ball being weak, but alive! 

A friend of mine wrote me last night. He said we handn't seen one another in what seemed like Decades. Decades? Spans of time like that are for youngsters! You get to be this artist's ripe age, and you begin to refer to the passage of time in terms of eons, epochs, and eras. True story! :)

I was married 32 years ago today. I'm not any longer. Still, it was a splendid affair. There were about 200 people in attendance; the reception was held in a grand old mansion called the Gamble House (named for "Procter's Partner" I gather). A lot of Champaigne-friendly people came up and shook my hand. One did so, and as he pulled his palm from mine, left a gram of coke clutched in my fist. People did things like that back then. Made for a frenetic wedding night. Oh yes, as we said our "I do's" there was a huge forest fire raging in the Angeles National forest behind us. As my lovely bride and I left the church triumphally, some guests threw rice. But mostly large grey ashes from the fire flaked down and festooned everyone's heads and shoulders. Prophetic? I dunno. But I'll tell 'ya, that big 'ol fire behind us made for the BEST wedding photos ever. I mean everyone had the most rosey bright glows about them; no matter how sallow their skin appeared normally. Thanks God; great day! I think of it every Ash Wednesday...

Rob Out...

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