The good, the bad, the fucking hilarious.

So, let's start with the good.  I just sold one of my paintings yesterday for $600.  It was to a friend, so I cut her a deal on it, both because she's an awesome person (I met her with the Boston Line Party group for PoA, and we're doing stuff for The Witching Hour together), and because at least I'll still have visitation rights with my painting.  (My HP sketches may be fun little doodles, but my oil paintings are pieces of my soul.)  Besides, the painting really did suit her on many levels, so I'm glad she has it.

Now, the bad news.  My pet rat, Snitch, died a couple of days ago.  She was a good pet, but she was quite old, and it was time.  I was amazed at how long she hung on. She didn't seem to be in any pain... just sorta faded away.  I buried her on the shorefront on Cape Anne, Massachusetts.  Beautiful location.  She deserved nothing less.

And finally, the hilarious.  I was on my way back from work today, and I saw a cop had pulled over some guy in a truck, in a rather busy downtown section.  People were going around them, giving them a proper berth for safety, and as I approached, the cop started walking back to his cruiser.  I started to swerve out to give them space, and the stupid fucker who got stopped in the first place almost sideswiped me as he pulled out into the road without signalling, without even looking.  So, I blared my horn.  As I watched in the rear-view mirror from a nearby stoplight, the cop flipped on his bluelights and sirens again, and pulled the dumb bastard over again.  Stupid rednecks.  But, they're good for entertainment value, I must admit. 

Oh, and for anyone who hasn't been paying attention to my Yahoo group lately, please join us for a chat next Saturday!  Details are on the group, or you can ask me directly for information.  :)

*loves*
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