Monday, May 19

better yet.




is there even a debate about using good ingredients?:
can you even believe how flippin' cute these little magic princesses are?
if you're curious about why i want to just be dope, right up there're two reasons.
i want to be the kind of person they will be psyched to be 50% made out of.
no weak sauce, no whining babypants bull-poop.
a warrior poet barbarian king.
a dad worth loving.
always in my thoughts, & always in my heart, they give me another reason not to stop at ten.
but to go all the way to eleven.

part-time parenting makes every moment matter more.
try instilling a value system that NOBODY you know respects. at all. 
being different doesn't mean being less important. or being wrong. 
just be dope. i'm sayin'.
a lot of parents are just soooo excited to replace themselves with smaller identical versions;
they should realize that their selves bite buttholes off bodies. we don't need more of them.
just be dope. exactly how much harder is it?
hannah montana happy meal mediocrity. it bums me out.
just be dope, ya'll. 
motivation to excel as standard-setting skills for survival.
i'm hoping for valkyrie vixens with all the fixin's. 
little magical mini-humans. i miss you.


here's an idea.
crucial barbecue get-it-together day.
tasterrific eats. river funtime. guns? wizard woods walks. bonfires. y'know, the works.
thats what i'll be memorializing next monday.
i can't imagine many duders and dudarellas coming over, but im an army of one, yo.
add in my tasty ol' lady, and its a party worth having.
so that's the plan.
admittedly, its a loose plan, but thats the only size my plans come in.
chances are, a heaping helping of garage sales will be underway all weekend, too.
i will be elbows deep in mothball scented madness. searching hard.
i'm on the hunt for skulls.
so far i have a coyote skull,..........and that's it.
end of list.
c'mon ya'll. a little help...
also, if anyone has a bearskin, preferably headless, that they want to donate to my barbarian wardrobe,
i'm looking for one.
i'm not sure if tattooing with a big black dead animal on is a good idea, or a GREAT idea.
either way, i'll be rocking some braided pigtails, an axe, a wrench, and a .45 hot lead dispenser machine..........
berserker fury, on the ones........


family first, a great hall of hottness, and keep it real reality.
life is how you live it.
i am grateful for the time i have been given,
and the people i get to span time with.
 


the daughters of rock. rocksdottir.
NEVER QUIET, NEVER SOFT.
every single time, ya'll.

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