All Hail Snak Oil!

Yeah, everything always works out.

I now have in my hot little hands enough grocery money for a good 2 weeks, and Papi can now spend all his on gas, credit cards and rations for the Fuzzy Family.

I am fortunate enough to be sharing my life with a very generous person.  My love hates that I don't accept money from him without a fight.

I think I am this way because when I was young, I had a single mom who had to take care of 2 girls on her own, and I learned that handouts are embarrassing.

As an adult, I know they're not.  I know that giving to someone who is down on their luck makes us feel good.  It's not a burdon.  It feels good.

I have offers from beautiful friends for help right now, yet all I want to do is find my own way.

I am too stubborn and too independent for my own good sometimes.  I feel like I have to do everything on my own.

None-the-less, I will have enough to feed this organic eating body her treasures of nutrients to continue to repair this broken carcass!

I'll tell ya, earning my food on the shoot was so much fun.

I now know that I really need a job where I'd be allowed to take pain killers.  I felt the pain, but it didn't debilitate me like it would have if I hadn't had the option to slay that bitch with Snake Oil.

At one point, things were a bit dicey in my bitch of a back, and I took a bit too much to kill the pain, and I kinda had my own little party there on the set. 

whoops!

Damn my bass is heavy!

It's damn fucking heavy!

But that's what I bought it for.  Heavy bass with a heavy sound.

I feel like I need some kinda contraption that would just let it float while I play.

Lord knows that because of the Motorcycle Accident I won't be touring with that beast of a bass anytime soon.  I think this new body is much happier making film scores.

My mind however?  My mind was ready to jump on the bandwagon last night and sign up to a tour for country loving fans. 

just hook me up with the Snake Oil and I'll be on my way!

Anyway, I really started this rant about how life really works out.  The moment you're down to your last penny, something comes along.

I remember needing to find a home that was mould free.  This is a hard thing to find in Vancouver, because we're living in a rain forest, hence almost every home has mould.

One week before I would have been homeless and sleeping in my car again, I found the place.

Crazy isn't it?

Sometimes life is just so sweet, which is good, because it makes up for the crap we have to deal with.

As long as you can see the positive and be grateful for it, it will always come.

You see, sometimes it does come and we don't really see it.  Sometimes it's because we're so fogged up, focusing on the bad.

When I got clean and sober, I had to learn how to see the good.  If you're feeling like you have nothing good in your life, take this challenge.

Get yourself one of those Fat Little Notebooks, and every time something good happens, write it in.  By the end of the day, if you don't have 10 things to be grateful for, think again.  There's always the one we miss first.

We have good friends and family in our life.  And if you can't say that, then start searching for them.  They're out there.  I've found mine.

Look, in terms of gratitude, I'm talking about even driving to a destination with a great green light wave.

You know the one right?

You get green after green after green and you wish all those days of commuting could be so lovely.

That little moment of 'yes!' is a time to see that there are so many good things in life if you look for them.

Write them down.  I'm telling you my friends, it teaches you to learn gratitude, and send that pessimist elsewhere.

And now, I'm going to go roll in my $50s that I earned yesterday, then I'm going to take them shopping and buy some bright, gorgeous, organic green collards.