The Adventures and Misadventures of a Neer Do Well Artist Living in Baltimore. |
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About Me
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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Sunday, June 04, 2006 I did not go to church today because I was feeling a wee bit exhausted from all the overtime I have been doing. Instead, I did my laundry and little bit of grocery shopping. I also wore my Omron pedometer with the intent of logging my stats for the day. The big event of the day for me was accidently coming across the French Open. I watched a match between James Blake and Gael Monfils. I was riveted by it. Let’s face it I was riveted because I can not recall in recent memory ever watching a professional tennis match between two brothers. True, I can see two black guys playing tennis any day over at the park. But somehow this felt different. It was almost like a clash of black cultures.
On one hand you have Gael Monfils who is French but has this straight out of Compton look. He wore a black outfit instead of the usual tennis white. His hair was in corn rolls and he had on a big gold chain. He looked like any kid I would see hanging around my neighborhood. Except of course he is French and is exceptionally good at tennis.
On the other hand you have the American, James Blake. He has this very polished middle class vibe about him. His look is reminiscent of Vin Diesel. While watching the match I had no idea who to root for, the kid from the hood or the brother from suburbia. In the end the kid from the hood won. I really liked how he threw up his hand when he won. It reminded me of what an NBA basketball player would do. I can not wait to see Monfils play again. And here for the first time ever is my walking log for today. As you can see I didn't walk to much today. WALKING LOG
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