Time's a ticking

Well, got the news back for my heart. Seems I have a "moderate" murmur with a leaky valve. It just couldn't have been a "mild" murmur!!!&%^#$%@^
Whatever.
The Doc spelled out that I have a couple years until things could get bad. However, as a safeguard he's setting me up with a "Heart Specialist" who will monitor my (well, i want to call it progress, but I will call it: digression).

The good news; I can still continue my running and exercise. I want to die a goodlooking corpse, at least.

Seems bad things come in threes, eh?!
Left my job over a year ago and still have yet to get my freelance business off the ground.
Lessee, the wife decided I "was not worthy"....
and now, Heart issues.
What the fu..?!!
As my oldest daughter, Audrey said it, "Dad, Lisa broke your heart."
Maybe. Honestly, it's the hibloodpressure and years of Jimmy Buffettesque livin'.
Interesting when one realizes their "mortality"...Adrenaline kicks in. Crazy stuff starts rattling the brain. I've been actually having more fun the past several months (despite the "pity crap") and am looking forward to more things to polish this soul of mine.
Today,...I'm debating a nipple piercing! Yes, I know. It's foolish. But Foolish has been my companion for most of my life. And, I'm a risktaker and a dare man. I would like to think that it is what makes me an Artist, if I may call myself that. I've lived like an Artist. Loved like an Artist. Made an ass of myself at times, like an Artist. Therefore...I must be an Artist.
Which brings me to this....
as I said earlier, Mortality, when we are confronted with it, makes us get off our asses and start jammin'.
My Art is now taking precedence in my life. Just gotta tweak the things that still are a nuisance, like finding new living quarters,, new studio,... I could go on, but it doesn't take the place of "actions".
This is it for today. Sorry, no "oh woe is me", today.
By the way' to whomever is reading this blog I leave this bit of advice my father gave me as a child; "shit, or git off the can".
The most profound advice he gave me several days before he died was, "Do what You want to do with your life and let no one stand in your way".
Some times I wish he were with me to comfort me with his wisdom. I was fortunate enough to tell him "I loved him", before he died. And he in turn said the same. It was the first and last time we had said that.
I did not regret his death, just mourn the passing of an honest man whom was looking for what I have lived.
So, I say to my friends "I love you".
To my children, "I love love you".
To my daughters; Audrey, Kellie, "Marry those Boys"! They're good men!
To Angel, "see the world!"
To Seth and James, my sons, continue doing what it is that drives your lives. Live with the ups, the downs, but, "just live!" Life is short!

Well, gotta consider that piercing.

Gotta Go!