Broken Little Person Sitting On A Tree Limb

Sometimes gravity pisses me off.

Having just returned from spending a few days this week for Thanksgiving "up North", there are a few different observations I can make about rural Wisconsin, but for me what sums it up best is the following ...

If I heard the song '30 Point Buck' one more time, I would have put my fist through the dashboard. 

Check out the website of artist Luke Chueh. It's located here. It's not often that you'd categorize something as being both cute and bleak, but I'd say his art qualifies. Here are a few samples ...the first is titled 'Feeling Blue' and the second is 'The Soundtrack (To My Life)'.

         

Yep ...it's definitely the soundtrack to mine anyway.

Yow! It's been almost a month and a half since my last posting. I've been somewhat remiss due to the whirlwind of activity that has surrounded my life. Let's see ...where to begin?

New and exciting job? ...Ummm, no ...still unemployed with the walls starting to close in.

Possible prospects to achieve a new and exciting job? ...Ummm ...well ...multiple resumes sent to multiple companies with little in the way of responses. They say that no news is good news but somehow I don't think that platitude holds true here.

Still, no worries ...at least there's the comfort of being able to draw from the severance package from my last employer and the steady flow of unemployment. ...Ummm, yeah ...that's not quite the case. The coffers are almost bare with unemployment set to expire within a few weeks. A pity really, since I've often equated obtaining material possessions with happiness (or at least an unreasonable facsimile of happiness), but the budget these days limits pursuit of that. The way it stands now I'll be out on the streets just about the time that the snow starts falling. Yes, timing is everything.

Well, at least there's the heady rush of romance in the air. ...Ummm, yeah ...not quite the case. Still flying in the same solo pattern that I have for the last few years, with no prospects on, above, beneath, or alongside the horizon. It's times like these that I almost start wishing that I had voices in my head ...at least that way I'd be talking with someone other than myself.

Did I say I haven't been posting due to the whirlwind of activity surrounding my life? Oops ...I meant due to the ever-present state of hopelessness and apathy that I find myself entrenched in ...my mistake. On the plus side, at least my name isn't 'Scooter' ...then I'd really be depressed.