ZOMG! IT'S AN UPDATE!

Well, it's been a while (a week?) since my last update. Things have been pretty crazy. I've been spending some time at my brothers house and I actually went to the beach for the first time this year... I can't even remember when the last time I went before that. The Lil' Man wanted to eat sand...and was most displeased when we wouldn't allow him to. He's so cute, and his 1st Birthday is coming up in August. He's growing up so fast, it's really amazing how fast time flies. When I was younger, time seemed to go by so slow, days seemed to go on forever; now it seems like I wake up and shortly thereafter go to bed. I know there's a day in there somewhere, but to be honest, the unremarkable nature of the way I spend my days has really left a sour taste in my mouth. Which makes a great segue to my next topic...

Bob Probert, for those of you who don't know, was a professional hockey player that teamed with the Chicago Blackhawks as well as the Detroit Red Wings. However, his playing of hockey was not what he was well known for. Probert was a professional Bruiser. He laid the smack down on opposing teams who were playing a little 'dirty' and is infamous in the NHL for his epic fights. Cheering on a Probert fight was like watching a train wreck...you just couldn't look away. On July 5th 2010 on a boat with friends and family, Bob Probert entered his final battle on this earth, and succumbed to chest pains that resulted in his death. As far as I could find no 'official' cause of death was determined, but foul play was ruled out by the M.E. (Medical Examiner). Click on the link to go to the source...

Windsor Regional Hospital in Ontario have found out that no foul play affected the death of former NHL enforcer Bob Probert.

 Now why would I include this in my blog? Probert died at the age of 45. Speculation to his recreational activities aside, I imagine that the fights he was in took their toll on his body. Still...45. We go through this life expecting that we are given anywhere between 75 to 110 years to walk this earth. We "EXPECT" that much, however, the truth is that God alone knows how long we have. Now, I'm not going to get into a debate about God's Almighty existence, suffice to say that when your final breath is drawn, you will certainly find out. It's that last breath, that final moment that got my attention. YOU NEVER KNOW. If my life is allowed to go on till 45, that means I only have 10 years left on this earth. That put things into sharp perspective for me. Life is too short... No matter how many years you have.

Had my first video call with my youngest brother. Talking on the telephone seems so lame now... tee hee hee. I'm addicted! I highly recommend it if you haven't had a video call with anyone.

ART UPDATE: Seem to be making progress with the Wacom Tablet, but not having any consistency in it's performance. I got the driver installed for the 64-bit system, but I still cannot set the pen pressure in the pen tablet properties because it will not open. Searching the net finds lots of people with this issue, however their uninstalling and reinstalling the driver fixed the problem for them. This is quite possibly the most frustrating thing, as I have the drive to work with my art, but cannot fine tune it without spending hours on one drawing utilizing the mouse. I will keep you posted as the situation progresses.

Well that's it for now.