everyone is dying.

Well. Maybe not EVERYONE. but certainly some of the most influential people of the last century...George Carlin being the latest.

And I don't mean to be depressing, but seriously. What the fuck death! Let the famous people be already. look...LOOK at this list:

Paul Arden - Arguably one of the best creative director's to have ever lived.

Stan Winston - The special effects maestro who brought more than 40 years of enchantment to most of our favorite movies.

Tim Russert - The man was a force within political journalism, deeply admired by uh...the world.

George Carlin - nuff said.

Four guys, brilliant at their crafts. Monsters of achievement. 3 heart complications and 1 cancer. What a bunch of stupid crap. I wonder who's next.

Anyway, If I ever achieve what equates to a fith of what any of these guys have...I'll consider myself a lucky man.

Enjoy life everyone.

whatever you think, think the opposite.

Think the opposite. It's important to give that a try. Too often I just settle. And by all accounts, settling does make sense off the cuff. It's safe. It's a hot cup of tea and a blanket in front of a good movie, while the clouds piss on your roof and ice winds threaten the homeless. Sounds cosy.

But the problem with wanting safety, is that you might tend to look for it even when there is nothing threatening you. It might be 33 degrees outside (celsius), and there we are with our cups of tea. Sweating and missing the opportunity to experience a beautiful day...in the pool perhaps.

I'm going to try really hard. I'm going to force a new perspective. I'm going to accept the prospect of failure. I'm going to do it anyway...

...and I'm going to keep reading Paul Arden's little books.

work...

...It's so far up my nose I can feel it's boots on my chin.

Plagerism...you just experienced it. Because that line was used in Alan Parker's 1988 drama, "Mississippi Burning". Which I watched today and happened to enjoy. At home. On the couch with my best friend influenza. Who is not Italian. He's a dick.

Anyway, I know I got this virus because I was stressed out at work last week and the week before and the week before that. It does nothing for you to get too emotionally negative about your 9-5. Unless you do something about it of course. Which I typically never do. And this last month more than ever I was privy and openly conscience to the negative cycle I was creating.

Aside from work (me) affecting my health, there really is little to moan about. I keep learning a lot about myself this year. Which has been enlightening to say the least, fucking scary to say the most. Guess I better get used to it, apparently that's what your twenty's are all about.

Oh and I'm going to level with you, I always start blogs with grand schemes of spending huge amounts of time focussing my posts on specifics...like inspirational designs and illustration, as was the original intention for this blog. But it never happens like that (see! another thing I learnt about me!). So let's not expect it. I prefer just hacking away at the keyboard anyway, who the hell was I kidding.

If I stumble on something cool I'll post it. Off to inhale some med lemon and snot all over the couch then.

Goodnight and goodluck.