Idle Minutes

I can only assume each of us has “internal struggles” (Lord I hope so…I’d hate to find out I’m the only fool with internal struggles).

Some days I wake up with the internal struggle of just finding something to be interested in.

I look and look…and think…I think sooooo hard…about something to be interested in.

Most often, I’m looking to get interested in something to draw for this blog and for raising my own level of enjoyment for the day.

Now, being a 100% straight shooting Southern American male, I could easily raise my own level of enjoyment by drawing “nekked” women (in a tasteful and artistic way of course…ahem). And while I could likely do so and have the fine folk reading this blog believe that it was done within the higher level, intellectual realm of “artistic thinking”, I would not be fooling my wife.

You see, she knows I am not capable of entering the higher level, intellectual realm of artistic thinking when looking at a “nekked” woman. She’s smart like that.

So on Saturday, in a small town in the North Georgia mountains, while she took her time looking around in the Dollar General store, I sat in the car, internally struggling about what interesting thing to draw.

I became interested in this power pole.

Sad isn’t it?

“Nekked women or power poles? Which shall I draw? Hmmmm…better draw the power pole I guess.”

And so I did.

One of these days though, I’m comin’ out of my artistic closet and drawing a nekked woman. If anyone would be so kind as to pay me say $20 to draw a nekked woman for them, I’m sure that would make it OK by my wife. (I can refund the $20 later)