Maples and birches and tamaracks,

day four.
creation vs. deluge.
or mother nature vs. albie rock (rematch)
the continuously frustrated big head waterworks,
but, there was a short break in the downpouring,
just long enough to spray these guys a little bit.
it looks like they're gonna have to wait until monday night to get up in the trees.
i tried to make these ones look more 'treeish'.
gaunt, barklike, distorted, and dope.
i avoided putting branches all over their faces,
since they'll already be more hidden than the first one.
the next one, however, will be almost all leaves and sticks.
be on the lookout.
anything less than the sharpest sniper's eyes won't see him.

long-ish drives, weak sauce weekends, wet wild wicked roadways.
looks like another awesome adventure is on the menu for today's special.
today is special.
aaaand,
we are gonna hit up susty's.
vegan fritters?
you already know, ninja.
i'm thinking we're gonna have to take the long way home on monday.
so we can hit Vermont, and get all six new england states under our tires...
i love the long way home.
so to speak.
you get to have that much more adventure.
really.
i'd rather get lost on the sidewalk......
(go buy some piebald, and take a walk.)

my grown-up clothes are packed, my regular person clothes are on.
i've got a backpack full up with travelling supplies,
so i guess i'm ready.
if you see me in new haven tonight,
you better be really ready, son,
i'm putting extra extra-hot crushed red fury flakes on my pizza.
i spit pepper spray.
with tomatoes and onions.
fresh from the wood-fired furnace.

the path is the goal, the journey is the destination.
this weekend is gonna be fresh.
i'm gonna just be dope,
then i'm gonna spit hot fire.
Nunquam Quietis, Nunquam Mollis.