I am lamenting that there is still fog all day today. So I am taking all the close images from the past few mornings and making a comp sheet up. The best will somehow resonate out of the pack to say, “Here are the best three to play with.” Then I go build from there. Believe it or not, all the frustration and workarounds are fun for me. That is the thrill of creation and new ideas. For every idea you have, while you are creating that, you adapt and see a myriad of new ideas that are better than where you started.
The problem in the normal world is few want to spend the amount of money for the time it usually takes to get something special and unique. What usually happens is someone spends the time to create that new and unique idea, and then more and more, you see people running like a herd of sheep on amphetamines to copy it and exclaim, “look what I made! Look at my idea!” (I actually had a boss like this once, didn’t do anything, but if it was a great new idea, you handed it to her and heard, “look at what I did! Am I good or what!”)
In between all this fun, i swear either i date women with cold-feet-it-is, or every woman has cold feet
“Can you do me a favor? I am a little cold…what would be really nice is if you could massage my feet!”
This is the image of what it looks like to rub her feet, while she goes and learn history of one of her favorite performers. Mr. Elvis Presley.
Long live the king!
I wonder if he liked foot rubs, or gave them?