The sum of all the parts and a cup of coffee. I am falling behind on things. This is a self portrait. If you put my soul next to this picture you would be so impressed with how dead on accurate my drawing skills are. Television, my soul cries out for something good on television. I need a mindless dose of images and sounds that make me feel like I have done something. Something like where I run a lot as I lay on the couch. Or someone shoots at me and I dodged the bullet as I lay on the couch. Or I am at the beach with a hot babe and the wind blows through the curtains as I lay on the couch. It has never mattered, and is probably best for humanity, if I travel the globe on my couch. Save a shit load of gas!
