Saturday, November 11, 2006

the joy of painting

I haven't been able to sleep well in the past week or so. it's okay to go on little or no sleep for two or 3 days, but then I get cranky and start hallucinating from the inability to tell my brain to stfu and just get some rest. it's a bit like mental constipation. dreaming is like flushing one's mental toilet, after all...

so, whenever the going gets tough, there's a few little things I can rely on as a last resort to get thawed out, relax some and drift off into morpheus' arms. I usually start on a good dinner, a sixpack of beers, light a cigar and have a few tumblers of laphroaig and when I'm good and pissed and it's something like 1 am, there'll be a channel that has bob ross on painting the crap outta some canvas. for those poor souls who've never seen his '80ies show: he's this bloke with a deep soothing voice, afro 'do, full beard and he paints those incredibly kitchy landscapes that'll make you wish you chucked more acid when you were a kiddo.

the joy of painting. bob ross, if you're out there somewhere and you read this: you put me right to sleep and I really appreciate it.

3 Comments:

Blogger SL said...

I used to fall asleep watching some painter. Might have been Bob Ross. The afro and the beard sound right. My guy was white...

9:04 PM  
Blogger MissMadness said...

yep, that's the bloke.

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Bob_Ross


they should sell his tapes to insomniacs ;)

9:17 PM  
Blogger x said...

hehe, i need to try this Bob Ross too.
How have you been? xx

9:24 AM  

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