Cheetoes, painting poop & being me

It was a very light week on the twitter for me. I had my first painting gig in quite some time, so I was away from my computer and my phone quite a bit. So this update is short and sweet–Just like me only completely different…

The best of me (or not) on the twitter this week:

@billycoffey Well now. What am I supposed to do with that? (in reply to billycoffey Hey @katdish, Astros play the Yanks this weekend. I’m sorry in advance.)

@mxings Thanks. @billycoffey was being writerly, so I figured I’d be painterly. (in reply to mxings RT @katdish: Painting blues http://bit.ly/92jatJ // I liked the #ampainting tag from this morning : ) first *snort* of my day)

Finished painting. Another day, another dollar. Adjusted for inflation, of course.

@curtharding Thanks for the #FF. 4 out of 5 dentists agree! (in reply to curtharding Following these folks will whiten your teeth. @johnthebogwaan @katdish @KristenBaird @cduncan75 @joeljmiller)

My one and only #FF: @lainiegallagher: Because she’s all up in my grill, and yet I find her strangely delightful!

Dang it!….hiccups!

@JeffHolton I love that song! I wore out that Cure CD. (in reply to JeffHolton RT @katdish: @JeffHolton It’s not easy being me. Oh, who am I kidding? It rocks. // Why can’t I be you? …Hey, that’d make a great song!!)

@JeffHolton It’s not easy being me. Oh, who am I kidding? It rocks. (in reply to JeffHolton @katdish Stuff it, Richards!! Oh, er, I mean…wow, I’m happy for you. :))

@JeffHolton Oh…is that supposed to be imaginary? That’s pretty much my world. (in reply to JeffHolton In my imaginary world, I don’t have a full-time job. I just blog and write as the muse strikes. And people give me food and schwag for it.)

I suppose “early” is a relative term for a teenager.

My son told me last night he wanted to get up bright & early to go to the driving range. It’s 10:30 & he’s still asleep.

@curtharding TMI, Curt…TMI. (in reply to curtharding The World Cup brings up memories of my dating life…I had trouble scoring too.)

@jamieworley Not yet. But the day is young! (in reply to jamieworley @katdish 9hrs after you asked, I’m finally answering! 😛 I’m good. How ’bout you? Anyone fallen off your house lately, or is that just me?)

@muchl8r Good morning Sunshine! (in reply to muchl8r Fake-happy morning tweet. Good at sounding positive even though I slept like crap. Heaven forbid anyone sound contentious.)

“Do everything with excellence. It’ll make Jesus proud and keep me from killing you.” ~ @muchl8r

@lainiegallagher It’s your world, I’m just trying to live in it.

@lainiegallagher Snort! You know, I would go to considerable lengths to have a bag printed w/an E, just to drive you nuts. (in reply to lainiegallagher @katdish Liar!)

@lainiegallagher Not on the bag I have. Mine has an E (in reply to lainiegallagher @katdish #1, the plural of Cheeto is Cheetos. No E.)

@lainiegallagher cruh-doodles? Are those like store brand Cheetoes? (in reply to lainiegallagher Ever have ice suddenly shift in your cup in a silent room? It just scared the cruh-doodles out of me.)

And that’s why you bloggy love me! RT @lainiegallagher: @duane_scott That’s okay. No one is as random as @katdish.

@gyoung9751 I’m here now, Glynn. All is right with the world again. (in reply to gyoung9751 @katdish Thanks for the RT. We’ve had no rants, no GAAAs, no clown alerts, no sky mall catalogs — it’s been miserable.)

(crickets chirping)

Hey! WHO MISSED ME? (Please do not crash the twitter with your responses)

@PeterPollock Snort! I’m finding your british wit delightful this afternoon. Maybe it’s the paint fumes. (in reply to PeterPollock @katdish it was a few years ago)

@PeterPollock yes. Been making gifts. When’s your birthday again? (in reply to PeterPollock @katdish You’ve been painting poop all day long?)

Been painting all day long. Pooped!

Just finished loading up my jeep with all my painting stuff. Forgot how much stuff you have to lug around!
Decided to accept a painting job. Went to quote one room, which has now turned into 3 rooms. Sigh. Guess I’m a painter again

I’ve had a head cold that has now settled into my chest. Pardon me while I go cough up a lung…

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