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No more Rock You for displaying still photographs anymore.

In future to put up those pictures Rock You took away.  Sorry about that:  The clouds looked puffy as I looked up outside of our apartment. My cat, Ninja Pants and wild daisies from a field close by where we live, a 5 min. walk. The wild daisies are in the same vicinity as the black wasp hive. We visited the hive this week on Thursday.  We noticed it became built up a little more.  We were careful this time not to get too close.  We were at Crescent Beach last night.  I speak about it below.

Sometimes scenes are good. Sometimes not.  I try to see the positive in the world, but sometimes it is very hard to be upbeat about it. The end of summer. That’s what it seems to me lately and I really don’t want it go.

To live isn’t perfect.  Mainstream media treats life to be lived so perfectly, where people eat well. They have money to drive around in a fancy car and travel around the world at the drop of a hat.  Yeah, but it is a reality that some people live the opposite way without much money. I don’t know if most people live in the opposite way, low income where people eat very small or eat what they have left from their food shelves, which is not much or where people can’t go out to view first release films or travel around the country and view places a person sees on television or reads or hears about.  Even if the media tells this story, what I see it treats the world like Disneyland, a rose garden: a cleaned up unrealistic version; for example a tv drama I previewed for the Fall, a series on Canadian tv called Degrassi Goes to Hollywood.  Some 19-2l year old White young people try to make it in the entertainment business in LA.  All I saw was this preview or trailer to see what the action was about so I could change the channel. I’ve lived in Hollywood so I know.  My version is not rose colored.  What I like is completely different than what the mainstream public likes anyhow. I tend to like raw and realistic story lines. I like comedy.  I like reality shows, too

Went to a beach called Crescent Beach yesterday evening. It really wasn’t that good of a scene, but I took a few descent pictures. That was positive. We should have stayed home.  Fore saw that the weather was not going to be sunny and warm like today.  By 6:30 p.m. the wind became windier and colder.  Not what I envisioned.  On the day we went to the Semiahmoo Beach for my birthday, the weather condition was gray and cold, but we had a good time.  Different psyches.

Plod through my paper work. Slowly I do it.  I force myself.  Once this paper work is over, I shall be free of this! I can go on and do other things I want to work on!  It will be good.

I applied for a job, art coordinator.  I shall see.

Today I went surfing in the NY Times on line newspaper and viewed:  celebration at Prospect Park – Michael Jackson’s 51st birthday.  Spike Lee put it on.  Oh, to be in N Y today to attend M Jackson’s music celebration!

I wish I could’ve attended my own still photographic opening, but that’s the way it goes.

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