symbolic Summer's end

thanks cucch!
panniecakes got ate up this mornin',
in a tag-team albie & michael griddle flippin'
yum4tum battle royal.
we used some super alaskan syrups.
that birch business tastes like mole's asses.
but the salmonberry is so nice....
after a phonecall from our little buddy waaaay up and over,
we celebrated his flavor by using the flavor he mailed here....
perfect.

i tattooed the weiner guy, glen, again....(guess where...)
as always, it was an interesting time.
and instead of staying around our small but fresh town,
my city-savvy shiny-shoed peoples flew northwest,
in a car, not on an airline,
sans woodsly goods (a.k.a. us),
and did some bread & puppet....
i am SO glad that duders can go and be on that stuff.
it is super important big-fun barbarian recharge recreation;
and all of you who missed out,
really missed out...

i haven't slept in days, ya'll.
i've got that foggy early-mornin' wake up head all day, too....
bonfiery hottness tonight,
and tomorrow,
the symbolic end of summer hits hard.
labor day.
i'll be workin'.
but not laboring.
and before that,
i'll be shootin' some firearms with the digits i dig it with on my spit hot fire arms.
i plan on some easy,
fluid smooth-talkin' hot fire spittin',
after all,
meaningful moments equate eventually into epic events.
it's the collection and categorizing of all the small awesomes that add up to momentous mountains.
make that volcanoes....
make sure you ninjas find time to erupt in honor of the passing (spanning) of time....

glorious, and laborious,
never quiet, never soft......