The Adventures and Misadventures of a Neer Do Well Artist Living in Baltimore.
I am a visual artist and writer living in Baltimore. I don't have any artist friends. Frankly, artists scare me, there so darn flaky. The above picture is either of me or proof that I'm a pretty decent artist. My goal is to be a self sufficient artist, whereas I wouldn't have to do something else in the day in order to eke out an existence. I also like to attend various cultural events around town. I go to plays, the symphony, etc. Also, I have Asperger's Syndrome. I found this out recently and it has explained a heck of a lot as to why I am as I am.
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Saturday, April 08, 2006
Today, I visited my father and dropped off money to pay for Driving School for my nephew. My nephew told me way back in January that all he wanted for his 16th birthday was to get his drivers license. So I thought I would be a good aunt and help to pay for Driving School. So I have been saving up money since January to pay for his Driving School.
My father as usual was upset that I was giving so much money to my nephew for his birthday which is actually next month. By the way it was my nephews choice to start classes in April. I suppose he wanted to be a legal driver on his birthday. I again reminded my father that its not like I have car payments or a family to support. I also do not have cable or have mortgage payments to make. However, I am not rich. I just prefer to live well below my means...
While over my father’s house I also saw my Uncle Leon. Uncle Leon is my father’s kid brother. I had not seen him in a while. I was surprised to see that he had a head full of grey hair. Just looking at the two of them one would assume that Uncle Leon was much older than my father. My father just has grey hair at his temples the rest of his hair is black.
There was one uncomfortable moment in seeing Uncle Leon when he asked me just as he was about to go, if I was ever going to get married. This took me by surprise. No one in my family in the entire history of my life on this planet had ever brought up a subject like that to me before. I was so taken aback that I just laughed then he laughed. Odd, neither my father or my mother when she was alive, ever brought up the subject of my getting married. Thankfully they were too preoccupied with my sister’s children to notice. I guess I am lucky to not have had pushy parents.
The rest of time that I was over my fathers house I just sat down in the kitchen and watched a baseball game with him. When I left it was the fourth inning and Boston had scored a point. My nephew was no where in sight to pick up the money I had left for him. So I just left it with my Dad.
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