This saying good-by on the edge of the dark,

it's already been chosen, ninja.
the hot-rod custom wrench.
with the tricked-out berserker barbarian iron finish,
and cherry candy blood beatdown marks to boot!
how could you NOT choose something so pretty, y'know?

this rain is seriously starting to be a real bummer.
wet to death, every. single. day.
entertaining small humans is waaay more challenging when it's dark and dreary all day.
lugubrious, yo.
for serious.
luckily, they keep it real as much as you and i:

yesterday, they made a board game. (with some help from jess and jim)
it's got hazards, secret shortcuts, a giant spider, and even a mud pit.
it sure looks like fun to me.
we watched 'spirited away' and ate tacos, too.
both of those things were completely excellent.
work has been summertime-sized busy, so folk life is shorter on the come-up.
and so i have to concentrate on concentrating the contents of my carrying-ons... 
i did hit up the farmer's market yesterday,in keeping with keeping it real.
acoustic nerds jammin' out, fresh baked bread, and the ever-awesome pottery lady.
sometimes you gots to squeeze in some freshness.
fresh-squeezed, son.
making minutes into mountains of marvelousness.
long on storms and short on time, ya'll.
and only one more day in june already.
(any day in june, goon.)
^buffalo '66^, recognize.

yesterday, i also squeezed in some time to do this:

a little bit on the hand, all the way to the elbow, 5/8 wraparound battle cattle beast.
demonic skull, fangs, horns, and hot fire.
throw in some purple,
and you've got some black sabbath soundtrack seriousness.
my man, dave, gets some tattoos, heavy metal style, (the magazine and the music) 
six hours at a clip....

life and i seem to have fought each other to a standstill,
still,
i have a few tricks up my sleeve to take it up to eleven,
the wind is blowin',
you know a change is comin'
i'm tacking into it headlong....
never quiet, never soft.