portable PlayStation on the table pics

          I hope I qualify with people in the cafe.  They ignore every day that I have my art there.

     It was another day in the cafe.
     I did some writing, and drawing of comic book material before I whipped out the portable PlayStation.

     I always set out my acrylic paintings on canvas, but no one is ever interested.
     Except for a glance, or a rare comment, my work is ignored aws if I don't exist.

     It is pretty hard to sell art when people refuse to acknowledge that your art exists.

     Some human monkeys have no need of art.

     Well, they do, but they don't know it yet.

     Then there was this woman who situated herself across from me, so I would always be in her periphery vision while she was working on her notes and charts.

     Women like to watch male monkeys in 'the zoo'.
     Women like to observe men over long periods of time.

     I have found this out before.

     Anyway, I had my two cups of coffee. 

     The second one I have not finished yet.

     I am trying to cut down on sugar.  It is not easy because it makes the coffee taste so damn good.

     I learned that sugar was originally brought to Europe across trade routes with donkeys and camels, and it was a big hit.

     People love sugar.
     They get addicted to it.

     I am addicted to sugar, and I have to wean myself off of it as much as possible.

     So, it is 2014 now.  It is a different kind of a year, I feel.
     Maybe something will happen.

     In the meantime, it is beautiful weather out there, and I got to enjoy smoking a cigarette with coffee cup in hand, while everyone else was driving, or on their way to doing something.

     People go to the pizza place a lot, for a cheap slice.

     I would go there, but all I need is pizza dough in my stomach in the middle of the day.

     I would drink beer in the middle of the day, too, but it slows me down, and does not help.

     Otherwise, it would be great to have a beer right now.

     Beer does not help my writing, or anything I do during the day.

     It does at night, though, when I need to be really social in order to sell some art.

     Anyway, I am going to spend some time listening to The Howard Stern Show, and uploading a video.

     I will see you later, and thanks for reading.

     To be honest, I don't think too many people read my writing, but what else can I do except continue to write?  Maybe I will get better over time.

     If I am a monkey at a computer keyboard, then so be it, because you are one, too.

Musings on St. Patrick's Day, 2014

     It was another day of trying to write, playing Gran Turismo, drinking coffee, smoking, and trying to draw.

     It is a lot to try and do.  In addition, I had my art out, trying to sell, which rarely happens in the cafe.  People there don't have much money, unlike the bar.

     The writing is a standard activity, I'm always going to do that when I am in a coffee shop.  I try and get some comic book pages drawn up when I can, but that is not always easy, as you know, if you have ever tried.  It requires a certain mood you have to be in....not to mention the laziness factor.

     Anyway, I had my PlayStation One set-up, trying to win some races, and failing miserably.
     To compensate for this, I was trying to win enough credits to buy another car.
     I have 413,000.  I need 500,000 credits to buy a top of the line race car.
     'Souping it up' will be another matter.
     Parts and accessories on a car like that can easily amount to another 100,000 credits down the drain.

     I have fast cars, but then they spin out, so I lose the race.
     Then I have stable cars that can handle curves, but they are not fast enough.

     'The World of Gran Turismo' is not easy.  All I'm doing is 'loot farming', or some prefer the spelling of 'L3wt Pharming'.....which gets to be too much for me.

     ( I don't know if it is 'souping' or 'suping', to spruce up a car. English is a bitch, even for native speakers. )

     Anyway, I sold nothing.  People gave me some funny looks, as if it was outside the realm of acceptable activities to have my art out for sale.

     Then there is the issue of whether or not my art is even good enough to sell.  I will have to address this.  I think I will keep working on some of the paintings, to improve them.

     Then, there is the issue of....'Well, does my PlayStation portable hamper my sales?"

     Well, do I have to be making art all the time, at the moment when someone is interested in my art?  Do I constantly have to be putting on a show?
     It is more than I am willing to do anymore.
     I am not into living up to other people's expectations of what I should or should not be doing as an artist.

     People use their phones and laptops all the time, doing questionable activities.

     I don't see why I can't have some fun, too.

     ( Uh oh, I just realized about twenty minutes ago, that it actually is St. Patrick's Day today.  I don't know how this will affect the bar tonight, considering it is a Monday.  They partied over the week-end...does that mean that there has to be more drinking?  Probably, I would say, "Yes". )

     ( Sheez. )

     So, will I have to take a small table tonight on the bar, on account that it will be incredibly busy?

     I guess I will have to go up there and find out.

     Yeah, my art sales have been sluggish, apart from selling a Mr. Spock painting to a friend for $100.

     I need to sell more if I am to make it in this world.

     I just heard my landlady out there with some guy, probably the building manager.

     It always feels as if somebody is on my ass somehow, which is why I race on a video game.  It helps get my frustrations out of my system.
     It actually might help me to be even more frustrated.
     I don't know yet.

     I can still hear the voices of my my landlady and my manager.

     It is interrupting my writing.

     People have to talk all the time.

     That is what humans do.

     Most have to keep up the chatter.

     I think that if they don't keep talking, they are afraid that their mouths might seal up.

     Man, I came home just so I didn't have to hear the chatter at the cafe.  It is tremendous there.  People get on their phones, and they just can not shut up.

     This is what life is about, I guess, and we are all monkeys that descended from the trees in search of food across 'The Grasslands' when there were too many monkeys in the trees, and not enough to eat.

     Also, do I have to be online all day long?  Do I have to keep producing material?  Do I have to keep creating content for mass consumption?  Do I have to keep producing free material for facebook and twitter?

     It is getting ridiculous.

     I don't know what I am going to do about it.

     I guess I could keep playing video games.  That will keep me out of trouble.

     Women hate seeing men playing video games, though, but it is not my problem.  I think it is funny, and I am amused by the activity, especially in public.

     You know, typing on this computer keyboard just isn't the same for me as working on a 1947 portable Smith-Corona.  It does not feel right.

     I was typing at the cafe a lot, because it got my mind working in the morning, and it was physical, but now I don't even do that.  I felt the noise bothered people, and it was just too much to ask of people to tolerate.
     Besides, I need some more ribbon.
     They still sell it, just so you know, at selected stationary stores.

     Luckily, my landlady did not feel like bothering me.  That is good.  They were investigating the space next to mine, which was recently cleared out by some woman who left on account of her stuff being stolen.  She was disappointed with the whole mess down here, from loud musicians who don't pick up after themselves, to thieves.

     Anyway, I hear no voices anymore.

     I need a place where I have no interruptions, but then I wonder if I would get any work done.

     We can not create art in a void.

     Art can only exist if there is someone to look at it; otherwise, what is the point?

     Other than all this, it was a Standard Day at the cafe today, with no sales, but the coffee was good.

     I guess I might as well turn on some 'Age of Conan Unchained', and get some xp.

     I have not played EverQuest in days.  I guess it is time to do some of that, too.
 
     ( If you want to see my EverQuest writings, well, they are on the 'Illuminaughty Consortium' guild website.  I am too lazy to post the link right now, and I highly doubt anybody would click the link to go read that stuff, anyhow. )

     Okay, here is the link...god, how I hate work to do stuff like this...I guess that is the difference between being a writer and a typist....my lord....so....much...work....

http://illuminaughtyc.guildportal.com/Me/541752161

     Okay, there you have it...now you can pry even more into my life, if you want...which is the way of the web, and of bars.

     Anyway, now I can smoke again, now that my landlady is gone....

     Anyhow, the energy that I would have put into my manual typewriter is now going here, and I don't know how I feel about that.

     I want this piece to be good, and readable, but is it?  I don't know.

     I guess I will read it over again...

     Okay, so I just read over it again.

     Each time I read it, I add something, so it will be more clear, and possibly make more sense.  Or, it will just get convoluted, and unnecessarily complicated.

     I don't know if i am writing for me, or for someone who will come along and read this later.  Or maybe I will make this into a youtube video, who knows?  I could read all of this with my sunglasses on, so people won't detect that I am reading.

     I don't know, do I have to prove how much I suck as a writer?  Do people need to know that, too?

     I just don't know how I feel with so many people prying into my life for their own amusement.  I would have to think that is what people do.  It is in their nature.

     Then, I have been watching a lot of science and astronomy videos, and really enjoying the hell out of those.  I learned some things about evolution, the creation of the Earth, and of the development of human societies across the globe.  It 's been rather interesting, as there are many gaps in my knowledge that must be filled.  Plus, science always marches on, so it is good to get an update from time to time.

     In my lifetime so far, people debated on whether or not there are black holes, and now we know there is one in the middle of our Milky Way Galaxy, which is pretty fascinating when you think about it.

     One thing, I noticed, just so you know, is that I don't get as much online gaming done when I write.  I have noticed this...so what is more important?  I don't know.

     I also don't know if it is even worth it to try and sell art in a cafe which has thus far been so unresponsive to my art and my person.  It is as if they don't care if I exist or not.

     Why should they care?  I don't know.  I know I don't care that most of them exist, because most of them are nasty and into their own worlds.

     They give me nothing to respond to, so I don't know what they expect of me.

     Sometimes, I see artists drawing, but mostly I don't bother them.  Artists don't like to be bothered for the most part.  I should know.  But if I have stuff out that is obviously for sale, that is another story.

     How long is this piece going to go on?  I don't know.  It could go on forever, I guess.

     All I know is that multi-tasking means that you are going to do two things not as good.

     I always think that I am going to come back and read my pieces, but then I never do, preferring to write new ones.  That is just how it is.

     Screw it, I might as well end it here.  Who is going to bother to read all of this anyhow?  Even I don't want to, out of laziness.

     I was going to use the 'F' word, but decided against it.

     I've been having problems about self-censorship, and don't know what to do about it.

     Society has dictated that mostly I should not swear, but I see people swearing on a daily basis.  It leaves me a little bit confused.

     Anyways, laters.
    
     (  I was wondering if I should read this for youtube, or not.  Should some things be left as text, and others not?  I don't know. I can't answer that right now. )


    

Cafe Technology

     Most people bring in a laptop to the cafe now.
     Others bring in tablets, by which they can read text.
     One woman actually brought in an actual book today, made of paper, which is actually better for your eyes to read, just so you know.

     Anyway, always in search of doing something different, I bring in a portable PlayStation 1 from 14 years ago.  It still works like a dream.
     Most people don't even know what it is.

     Then, I bring in a Kindle Fire, to watch videos on.  It works for me.

    

      I still have about fifty or sixty PS1 games to play and enjoy.  These games are still as fun as anything else.

     Working a lot, I never had much time to play the games, but now I do.

     Sometimes I wonder about people who are on their phones all day long, just to read stupid stuff that people write on facebook.

     I peek at their monitors when I can.....yup, it is facebook.

     When I leave the house, facebook is the last thing I want to look at.

     I have not been working on my blogs much, at least my personal ones.  Instead, I have been writing on my guild blog from EverQuest. 
     The guild I am in is called, 'Illuminaughty Consortium'.
     Across all the guilds I have ever been in, this seems to be my favorite one that I have ever participated in.

     While I write this, just so you know, I am listening to an H.P. Lovecraft audiobook.

     I like listening to audiobooks.

     I seem too distracted to actually read much anymore.

     The only time I crack open a book these days is when I bring with me when I know I have to stand in line somewhere, or if I know I have to go somewhere and wait.

     Usually, the book I bring with me is original Robert E.Howard stories, who wrote 'Conan The Barbarian'.

     I actually enjoy his writing.  I think he is pretty good.

     Did you know he was not published for forty years?  Other authors took over his Conan character, but all I want to read is his original material, as written, and not sullied by others.

     Anyway, to continue, I've been thinking a lot about 'Text World' a lot lately.  At least that is what I call it.

     This world involves a state of mind where words are used to describe everything.  No pictures at all, no television monitors, or movie screens.  Just words.

     One would be fascinated with words if one could realize that words are enough to fill your imagination.

     What happens is the movie screen inside of your mind gets activated.

     Did you know you have a movie screen inside your mind?  You do.  You use it to dream every night.

     Anyhow, so I am in this guild, and I write blogs for them, at the expense of not writing on my personal blogs, such as this.

     I took a break.

     Anyhow, I was in the cafe today.  I had with me my portable PlayStation One, which still works as good as the day I bought it.
     I played Caesar's Palace 2000, and Gran Turismo.  I had a blast.
     I also had my Kindle Fire operating, with Flash Gordon from the 30's on.  I like Buster Crabbe in that role.  The guy who plays Ming The Merciless is actually fantastic.

     So, I had a good day today, going through two cups of coffee.

     I was in the back section of the cafe, and I just chilled out with my coffee, and two monitors.

     I have been working on set-ups for mobility which feature electronic equipment and my art.
     I practice in the cafe what I do at night in the bar.
     Unfortunately, no one buys my art in the cafe.  I hope to change that someday, if I could ever get someone to look at my work.
     Cafe people are kind of closed off, whereas the bar people are more relaxed and open-minded.  They are not in work mode.

     For me, however, art happens twenty-four hours a day, seven days a week.

     Once you lose your art mojo, it is hard to get back.  That is why it is good to stay on a roll with it.  If you don't do it, no one else will, and that is the t5ruth.

     Most people don't care about anything besides themselves, so you got to work hard to get anybody's attention.  To get them to buy your work is another story.

     I was typing a lot with my manual typewriter, but it seems I have come to the point where I need a new ribbon.  If I can make it to the stationary store in time before 5:30 p.m., I would buy one.  I will when I am in town during the day.

     Now, I do have a reader of my typewritten works.  I give my writings for her to read two or three days a week.  She reads them over breakfast, haha, and brings them back when she can.  It is fun to have someone to read your work.  Give it a try, it is fun.
     I figure I have nothing to lose at this point, so I might as well let someone into my personal life.
     I have nothing to hide.

     I miss typing on ,my manual typewriter.  This computer keyboard just doesn't have the same feel.  It does not feel right to me, somehow.  It has no bounce, and no give.  It is not the same.  It does not have the same sound.
     Instead, I have to hear this 'fingers hitting plastic sound'....sigh and ugh.

     People make a big to-do about having their portable devices at the cafe.  I have internet at home, so for me, bringing a sketchbook, a book, and some pens is good enough.
     However, of late, I've been going hog wild, bringing in my portable technology, just to be a show-off.  It is fun, and I might as well have a good time.

     Wow, I could be playing EverQuest right now.  Instead I am blogging.  Oh well.  What difference does it make?  I don't know.

     I am just trying to find a rhythm on this damn keyboard.

    If you type a lot, it is good to create the right angle and height for your keyboard.
     I keep moving my keyboard around, and it never feels right.

     My left hand is not liking this keyboard much.  I feel a little strain after a while.  It is not comfortable.

     Man, typing on keyboards sucks.

     Anyhow, Stoner James made an appearance again today, sporting his dark sunglasses.  He is always up to no good, though a lot of people like him.
     I don't seem to like the people much that he hangs out with.
     Also, he does not seem to have much money to buy coffee with.

     So, I could have been playing EverQuest during the whole writing of this, and gotten xp.  Instead, today I have chosen to grace you with the words I have available today at my disposal.  I hope you appreciate  my efforts, if I may be so candid.

     In addition to being an artist, I wanted to write, and, the only way to get good at writing is to actually write, you know.  It does not happen by itself, you have to make it happen.  Otherwise, what is the point?

     You should only write if you enjoy doing it, because, just so you know, it is very hard to make money with writing, even if you are very talented.

     I don't consider myself talented at writing.  I just consider myself 'passable'.  I know enough to get by and express myself.

     I don't read nearly as much as I should, but sometimes reading just puts me to sleep.

     There is a trick where you use a white sheet of paper that you move down as you read, and that makes your eyes less tired.  It works because it blocks out all the words below the line you are reading, so your eyes can focus more easily on one line at a time.
     Speed-readers use their hand to block out the underlying text.  That works, too, but the white paper also reflects back some light, and that is helpful.

     They always told us growing up that when reading, you should have a light source coming from over and behind your shoulders.  Direct light was always considered to be bad.
     Now people look into monitors all day, and yes, their eyes go bad faster.

     Remember, always take a five or ten minute break for every hour you are on the computer.  It will save your eyes, delaying your need for glasses.

     I play online games.  I know I needed a rest, and I am laying down, and my eyes are going batty with images from the computer.  It takes a while to settle down and reset.  That is what I have learned.  I hope it is helpful.

     Yes, I am still trying to find my rhythm on this keyboard.
     There has to be something on the market somewhere that emulates typing more.
     They have these ergonomic keyboards, but I try them, and I haven't really found what I am looking for.

     My current keyboard is pretty good.  It can take hard taps, which I like.  When I write, I like it to be hard and solid in the actual, real world.

     Maybe over time, I can get used to typing this way.

     They won't sell typewriter ribbons forever.  Eventually, they will stop making them.

     Most people are surprised that you can still buy them.

     Anyway, I might go into work early to try and sell some art, so thanks for reading.

     I like this idea of Instant Publishing.  It is fun, and easy.

     The hard part is finding readers on the web.

     I don't advertise, preferring people to find it on their own.

     That is how I like it.

     That is what I do on youtube, and it works just fine.

     I know as a consumer that I don't like having things shoved in my face.  I would rather discover things on my own.

     I don't read other people's blogs.
     Most of them, I have found, are pretty bad.

     I'm not saying mine are better, but I am saying that if you do read my material, do so at your own risk....haha.

     Thanks for reading, laters.

     

     

     It is hard to break these people.
     While I have been somewhat successful in selling art in the bar at night, it has been impossible to sell art in the cafe I go to during the day.
     They just don't care.
     Obsessed with their laptops and portable devices, they have no time or interest in art.

     I don't blame them.  Obviously, they are busy people, and can't be bothered.

     It might be me, too.  I'm not like them.

    

     Here is my technology:  A 1947 Smith-Corona typewriter, a portable Playstation One, and a Kindle Fire.

     The typewriter gets my blood going in the mornings, because I use both hands to type.  When I write, it is a one-handed affair, similar to another favorite activity of mine.

     The Playstation One is still fun.  With over fifty games in my collection, I still have games I have not played yet.

     The Kindle Fire was a gift.  A bartender bought an upgraded version, so he gave me his old one.  It works great, and I can watch videos anywhere I go that has free internet.  It is lightweight and easy to carry, which makes it nice.

     So, the cafe costs me $4 a day.  Pretty pricey each month when I am not selling art to pay for it.

     Alcoholics buy way more art than caffeinated people, that is for sure. 
     Why do you think they serve wine at art openings?