I just got off the phone with my dad.  Last Saturday night (While we were having game night) my sister called to tell me that my uncle had died.  He had cancer, and my dad has been in Missouri since Christmas taking care of him. 
    Well it seems that my cousin Brett, the resident black sheep of the family (Drugs, drinking, theft, bad choices in women, etc.) is getting greedy.  He's lost cars, homes, rental properties, etc. and is now claiming ownership of my uncle's possessions.  What a tool.
   
     On a happier note...I am working on three commissions right now for a few people.
 
      I need to start making money from my art that I can rely on.

      I made the BEST CD last night...I can't stop listening to it.

     I really need to go work out or something.  But tonight I wanna go dancing at Spin...hot sweaty Latin guys.  Couldn't you just DIE?