Semantic

I guess after not feeling the urge to complete any writing projects for a while, the mind wanders to other (somewhat) creative endeavors.  The last couple of weeks I've been playing around with the GIMP 2.6 I downloaded.  I've been having tons of fun ripping friends' heads off and sticking them on other bodies, or weird places, or changing hair/skin colors... pretty much the basic crap that newbies do when they first download such a program. I post them on Facebook for the amusement of all my buddies and laugh at the hilarious comments.  My brother even critiques them a bit to give me pointers on how to make them better since he's full-on in

The last couple of weeks were pretty rough.  There's been many obstacles set in the road, but one that I can be proud of getting past was finally posting a new poem just in time to enter it into the contest at pretty much the last possible moment. ~reddaverocker (https://www.deviantart.com/reddaverocker)'s contest really pushed me to get back into gear.  But, it's one of those ironic deals where I work on a bunch of concepts for weeks and end up going with scribbles I scratched out on the notebook I keep on the nightstand just before falling asleep.  After working through The Good Gardener concept and fleshing it out, I got to a place that I felt comfortable and tickled by it :)

It's been strange times up in my noggin.  I've been trying to unplug lately and find ways to clear my mind.  Since the weather has been getting nicer I've taken up the habit of wandering the downtown streets in the wee hours when no one is around.  Since I work 3rd shift and my clients are located downtown, I'm able to do this easily.  My favorite spot to perch is at the top of the fountain by the library.  The water isn't on yet, but it's a tranquil place to linger for a spell and listen to drunks in the distance warbling to their cars after last call. It's nice to be close yet apart... to go unnoticed while the world around slumbers or sim