When life gives you set backs you have a meltdown and hold a BBQ over the coals of injustice in the face of economic feudalism and roast a pig on the spit feed everyone and come out on top.
Well I mostly have my illegal art studio completely set up in a new place. It’s a secret location only known to a very few people.
Working on some nice tentacle/abstract fusion that will tickle you aesthetics nerves in fancy ways.
Weed shots will resume on Mondays soon, just not this week. In no way is it because I am facing charges for assaulting bullies. I’ll tell a bully off while taking a pictures of herbs with the other hand in broad day light because I have no problems admitting that exactly why I was in handcuffs on Friday. Still managed to get some partying in after I got out. Fuck them haters trying to shit on my Friday thinking they succeed in what all they did was get me a free ride down town.
So as long as the judge is not totally corrupt I will get off more than likely if I randomly disappear I am in jail for how ever long the idiots want to put me in their for but I doubt that will be the case. I plan on reading books if that’s the case for how ever long they can hold me in imprisoned unjustly
Oh I can’t get a lawyer until the day of court apparently because I am on disability. so honestly I have no clue whats happening I just know I was the only person making any sense that day. I have a lot of complaints about stacking the deck against the overly stressed mentally ill artist guy but hey that’s life in a the economic feudal society of Canada, at least I got a dope new trucker hat and fresh vintage Porsche shades to rock.
I’ll be working on painting, some angry poems and maybe I’ll find time to tell off some tourists and turn it into entertainment for none tourist. you’ll still see stuff on the three days a week I will actually let myself post don’t want to accidentally shot myself in the foot here.