if you read the last blog you wil know im in over my head trying to get everything done everywhere,,, the mount dora house was a real cluster-f#*&,, the renter didnt want to pack and move and didnt want anybody to help him,, so it ended up w/ their crap piled up all over the yard, the new owners wernt happy,, but the deal went thru,,,

no more realestate investments!  actually everything ive ever invested in has tanked,, dot com  or tech stocks,, not to mention as a youth i started out investing in AMC motors and noth central airlines,,,[ my fathers idea to teach me about the stock market and investing,, obviously i didnt learn the lesson] and later on i  dabbled in beanie babies and old radios
in the future i will just take my money to vegas

i lost my friggin camera,, and on it are pictures of the 18 pots i sent to the backus museum,, i did a whole series of painted florida birds and some seminole indian maiden vases,,  bob drove them down while i tried to motivate the renter into packing,,i figured being a former mcdonalds manger, who spent most of my time motivating knucklheads into working and not playing grab ass,,, i could handle the renter,, i was wrong,,soo wrong,,,wrong,  [i think the renter is autistic]

anyways the eustis house looks great,,, i " staged'' just like on the tv shows all the rooms look good,, [my pottery of course] now i just have to get my tropical jungle  and yard looking good,, and its on the market,,, im hoping to not lose my ass in the deal but im confident the house will sell its a beautiful home in a great neighborhood

i took today off from the market to make pots,, i still have a bunch of commision pots to make and the next extraganza is 3 weeks away,,im working on a new tuorquiose celedon glaze, which i will try out this week and i still havent gotten any clay,,i just keep heaping piles of  used mud in front of a room heater to dry it out and pound i back into shape,, i did get feeling cruddy one day last week and slept the whole day and night away,, its all too much,, i keep thinking by the end of the summer i will be leading the simple quiet life of a potter and gentleman farmer,, me, chickens, dogs and tomatos,, the american dream will be mine!