Irritating People

I take a certain satisfaction in knowing I piss a lot of people off. I pissed off my employer this week by asking about how to get my therapy notes translated into Spanish. I pissed off a comic who made an anti-Semitic and anti-Chinese joke by yelling (so the whole bar could hear), “That’s not funny.” I pissed off a snobbish person in my club by chatting her up in an incredibly upbeat voice.

Sometimes, it’s a delight to be obnoxious.

Me

I’ve been redefining myself lately. Into what, I’m not sure but I’m now in my mid-60s and feel like I’m blooming into myself! In an effort to understand what’s happening I’ve been painting a variety of monsters (some of them friendly) and women and imaginary animals. Whatever is happening to me, it feels magical. The world is opening up, my senses are alive, and the wind blows through me.