And – I meant for you to read that as Awesome! Artist Excitement! – and not at all as me being an awesome artist who makes excitement appear out of the thin air beneath my cap – or nothing.

Gawker Artist I decided – in my never failing need to be proactive – to apply to be a Gawker Artist . . . and they were swimmingly gracious enough to oblige – simply swimmingly!

How it works is – evidently – if you go to any of the websites in the Gawker community of blogs (which I seem to do quite too often) – then every so often – one of my pretty pictures will pop up. How nifty is that?

I have to admit that it was all really Irving’s idea – part of his “big plan” – so it will be interesting to see what his next big shenanigan is. Now all we have to do is repeatedly click refresh on all of those sites to see how long it takes for us to pop up.

Starting N-O-W!

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Hey – what are you looking at anyway?!

Can’t a guy sit in the relaxing-type room of his headquarters holding a teeny little white steering wheel and make a green shelled turtle (a koopa troopa – if you please) zip to and fro effortlessly around a track – racking up first place after first place after first place on really nicely designed tracks? 32 of them in all!

Well – of course he can – if that he is me – or even really if that he is you – and probably definitely also if that he that is a you is also a she – and stuff.

What am I yammering about – true readers?

Well – I haven’t really played it anywhere as much as my obsessive mind would have liked for me to have played it . . . but what I am talking about is the game that has literally caused me to blow the dust from my Nintendo Wii and get the video game bonanza rolling again – the game that is known as Mario Kart Wii. There is nothing more in the world – at most times of the day and night that I would rather be doing (and this is absolutely no slight to anyone/dog on the planet) than playing Mario Kart. So imagine my surprise when I nervously started playing this iteration (after a flawed version – in my humble opinion – that was the hand held Mario Kart Super Circuit for the DS) – and really really enjoyed it – a bunch.

I even made a little bird drive around for a couple of races -as luck would have it – for the first day – we had two wheels with which to play – and so – there we sat side by side driving our little karts around. I was soundly beaten a few times by said bird. I didn’t even mind – since I was enjoying it all so much.

I have now switched over to the nunchuck and wii mote combo. I enjoy the new level of control that they give me as I merrily drive from cup to cup – in search of the perfect gold star – to see what will be unlocked – all the while carrying a green shell on the back of my kart for protection from the never-do-wells trailing far behind me.

The next step will be to figure out how to get into a chat room on my X-Box and then set up some serious racing action with my friends afar . . . one of the only hopes that I have for having a decent old old age is that it is made abundantly clear that wherever I end up – I am able to get online and play games like this with all of my pals.

That – and really getting to the bottom of harnessing the inner macaroni artist that I have been holding down for far too long.

How about them goals?

Last night – I was struck by a miserable blinding headache – that sent me to the pillows to hide from all of the lights and the sounds of the world. Then – at some point – I was offered some sort of poison capsules – that – while they did seem to disrupt the headache – knocked me – all kinds of out – of the fun of working into the wee hours.

I shuddered awake at a little after 10:00 – and proclaimed my poison theory to anyone around the hideout that would listen – and then quickly re-succumbed to the power of the knock-out potion that was pumping through my system.

This unfortunate event has left me a penguin short – and some other things running late. I will try to make amends – now – by taking Socks for an exceptionally long walk – in which a proper plot at revenge for the poisoner can be figured out.

I am glad that – all in all – I feel better – though . . . I guess some poisons treat me well or at least the one known as tylenol . . . not especially willing to try others to see the effect – so don’t get any wise ideas – there.

Keeping two eyes on you.