A Thought Supplement

A euro for my thoughts; the home thoughts from (Merthyr boy) abroad. Just wishful thinking, with my diabetes and gout it's not good to stay up all night, but with not much else to do, car off the road, no job, sitting around reading fills my head up, I disgorge it on facebook, go to bed, get up, then my head unexpectedly fills up again. I was going to copy everything, then realized that ink is too expensive. Same for the photos. I'll have to advertise for a sponsor; all successful artists and even actors have to have one. Film directors pick on a fetish actor and the actor is made for life, usually the actor is so good anyway that he can live very well without it, all the same, better to be sure, there are more actors than jobs, in the long run it's not the actor but the person who gives him the role. John Cale's group Velvet Underground gained cult status after they were adopted by Andy Warhol, the talent & musicianship was already there but it doesn't always suffice, they used to be asked to leave the premises because it wasn't to popular taste, now he & Lou Reed can choose their venues, but they needed the initial push. Rowdy Yates, sorry, Clint Eastward wasn't the original choice for the spaghetti Westerns it was James Coburn, in his case it was different because he's a bad actor but he got a push, same John Wayne, bad actor chosen but chosen by exceptional directors who played the roles around his natural self, even continually wearing the same clothes. Classical composers lived or died by whether or not they were sponsored by Kings, ditto painters, now I'm in their position hanging on for a sponsor and hoping; I won't say praying because it sort of defeats the object, the idea is to pray for others. I've always thought how ridiculous it is for two opponents to both pray to God for a victory, how stupid can one get, what do they think, that the one with the fewest sins wins? silly me, I thought it had something to do with training! I need : car insurance; diesel; ink; paper; and blank dvd tapes. My rent is now being paid so long as I remember to phone in once a month. That's two thoughts on the same night; not good for my gout and diabetes. I'd like to say good night but I'm going to have breakfast, although my hours are topsy turvy and I've no notion of the days, didn't even realize it was New Year on the night, or nearly. Got to watch, the food is running out, have to check on when my assistance comes through, at least it's a minimum, the artistes of old didn't even get that.