get 'er done

i had to get this photo out there for you all to see. the cupcakes were brought into my office last week by a patient who was finishing up their chemotherapy treatment. I joke around all of the time about being in the south, pretending have a deep southern accent(which i don't). my friends and i spend time coming up with "backwood's maxims," which started when jas and i got together. "if you don't know, don't go" "if in doubt, don't go out" "it's cheaper to keep her" "carelessness is dangerousness" "loose lips sink ships" and last but not least: "GET ER DONE." i just could not believe my eyes when i saw this little piece of cupcake humor. i know the patient wasn't trying to be funny nor is chemotherapy something to really joke about, but what set it off was that there were other cupcakes with other "inspiring" messages atop them. like "praise the lord" and "the last day of tx." girls in the office couldn't bare to eat the "praise the lord" cupcake, they thought it quite sacriligous.

i know the south is a different place. i don't seem to feel the roots here though for me. i tend to feel out of place with the verbal manifestations. and can't quite wrap my mind around pronunciation and dialect. the drawn out syllables, the shortening of others.

this week has been sorta hectic. i am not complaining one bit though. i wouldn't have it any other way at this point. i had to do some running around for work yesterday. the laptop we use broke and our hardware suppport company quoted a fixing price of 995. oh heck, that just isn't going to cut it. so i called our new software/hardware people and they suggested taking the laptop to bestbuy and getting a diagnostic on the thing. so i did in the pouring down rain. unga bunga. the little boy behind the it counter told me exactly what the first company said, but told me that they could send it off and get it fixed for 131. could not comprehend the difference in fixing costs. fixing hardware just doesn't make moolah these days. it is upgrade or shell out pockets and pockets of money to get an ole piece fixed i suppose. but the bestbuy thing is really cool. they will do a diagnostic for $59.99, but in all actuallity they did not charge me because i happened to know what was wrong with it. so if you're in the quandry i have been in. trying to figure out what to do. upgrade? replace? get fixed? take the thingy by bestbuy and see what they say. it can't hurt especially if you aren't too worried about your machine or the moolah in your pocket is less than what you'd like.

i was wrong, i have got four more postcards to write and then i can send them off. i am really excited for some reason. i have been thinking about it for a little bit. and i think that the reason the postcard thing is so cool for me is because it fits with how i have decided to share my work with others. i am slow at capitalizing off my art making and quick to give more of it away. the postcard thing is opportunity to give a little piece of me away. all i really desire is to have my work bring people joy and inspiration. i want them to be intrigued and mystified by what i do, but i want it to be easily accessible. sending cards to new zealand, netherlands, canada. how wonderful. like being in grade school, having penpals. the postcard swap o' rama is my way of defeating the world's rugged individualism, american minority rights, defeating the superiority driving us into lonliness, prescription drug addicted teens and housewives. gag me. gag me. i could be so disgusted to vomit on the ugliness.

parts of this world or society teaches rugged individualism. we are less of a community and the women around this world are changing that. i heard a statistic last night from laura bush with jay leno. her outreach is to the boys of america, because they are dropping out of school, and 59% of girls are going to college. to be brief. the shift is dangerous. there are not enough male role models blahblahblah. and society is forcing women out to work, due to the horrible feminist movement(my personal theory). women are forced to pick up where their husbands leave off. children demand school/league sports year round that cost tons and tons of moolah. women are demanding "me time" at the spas, sunning beds, cruise retreats, new suv's, nail jobs and botox jobs, disney world vacations. women now find equality with men in most every area and yet we are losing our families, our sons, our identities. increased violence between the times of 3pm and 6pm while parents are at work and children are left home alone. latch key festering under society's skin like a boil. i don't care what anyone thinks about laura b. her point is not one of politic. it is a point of higher learning, higher standard, there is nothing wrong with a belief system. what is driving our nation? no one person's fault. accummulation of poor efforts, poor money, greed, the communist mind set has got to go too. i am not sharing the way you want me to and there's nothing wrong with being wealthy. but hell. we can teach our boys to be strong, brave and couragous and forget about giving them the tools on how to build stable families. we can teach our boys how to fight for their rights, we can teach them how to get what they want by being violent, meanwhile excluding them from emotional, spiritual, and mental guidance. weakness is not bad. strength is not bad. without weakness and strength we'd have nothing to compare.

my life would be nothing without the bad days. so i insist on gettin' er done.
peace and welcome the postcard in your life. cheese init all outta here.

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

Your last post sounded a little Flannery O'Connor or Eudora Welty. I loved it.
I love you sweetie.