notice anything odd?
yeah.
it's NOT raining.
i didn't think it possible, but it's true.
to celebrate, these guys made a patio cameo:
word up,
a morning glory in all it's glory.
early morning bloomin',
accompanied by little person risin' and shinin'.
6 a.m. wake up call today, courtesy of cousin cash....
and speaking of morning glories:
we munched some animal-shaped pancakes, thanks to the skillet silhouette stylings of jess,
and are prepared for a fun day with holly, who is keepin' it steady and at the ready.
i get to work today, to represent before we tune up some bread and puppet magic tomorrow.
check this bit of doo-doo buttery lawnside surprise!
nooooooooooooope,
good guess, but
it's NOT a prehistoric bagel,
NOR is it the disembodied devil's butthole,
it is yet another example of mycological woodsly goodness.
i am so flippin' lucky to have the time i have up here.
all my peoples are surrounding me,
and i've got a backyard full of big fun.
13 years ago today.
all the hard hearted haters got a push from the secret universal plan.
and the grateful became the finally.
that's right, hippies.
cry yourself all the way to terrapin station tonight at your candlelight vigils,
but remember this:
jerome john 'jerry' garcia was NOT dope.
13 years, son,
for god's sake,
throw out the steal-your-face crap.
it's weak-sauce.........
remember 'touch of grey'?
all that 'i will survive?'.....well, i guess not.
bringin' the thunder, even when the skies are clear,
never quiet, never soft..........
2 comments:
so, the question
is the disembodied devil's butthole edible?
for real.
do you look up these guys in that book and see if you can fry them up?
not for alice in wonderland type visions, but for plain good eatings?
the grocery store is making shit cost so much more these days, folk eating will be the next big thing.
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