gettin' it together

from early start to  after-dark finish,
today was a busy one.
breakfast, seamstressing, homemade pizza, salon partying,
clothes shoppin',
and i still need to get some new pants.

i gotta get all polished up for the convention, y'know.....
elsah, our chief stylist and good friend hooked it up. 
one hair and beard trim later, and i am lookin' less homeless,
but somehow still just as homely as ever.
got our hair DID, b!tches!!!
and my sweet'un is lookin' verrrry blonde, and well manicured, too.
we have had a crack team of collaborators working with us to make some magic happen.
jess' ma, claudia made our folk lifestyle, anti-tattoo 'tard banners,
steve rovetti hooked up some prints,
and duders from all over have been gettin' in touch,
helpin' with reservations, wigs, and whatever else......
lucky stars, ya'll.
i'm thankin' 'em.


this is a variation on the campfire cabin boyscout bonfire construction method.
it is also drying excruciatingly slow.
wet cold nights don't lend themselves to dry firewood.
a thursday thunder battle blaze is set for ignition,
so as to establish the mood for the weekend in weak-sauce backbay boston....

this is the face i make when i think about what's comin'.......


^^proof that i am not tough.
this spider moved so quick, and long-leggedy, and stalk-sticky spidery,
i just couldn't get close enough to get a good shot.
and i stopped trying when it seemed like he noticed me.
for serious;
i do NOT vibe on the really hard-shelled scaly spiders,
OR the hairy ones,
OR the small ones,
OR any of their other relatives.
fuzzy or spindly, jumpin' or tunnelin',
i don't doo-doo THAT kind of eight footed filthiness.
poison teeth, sticky nets, butt-spinnerets;
juice-sucking predators, my ninjas.....
i can't hang out with that kind of sap-suckin' life-leeching 'baggery...


^^proof that TYRANT knows what's up.
a minimally manipulated real deal representation of the way things are....

keep your ears open, kids.
there's a regular boston tea party on the horizon,
and if you're within a deafening decibels distance,
you'll know why we keep livin' so incredibly, incessantly
loud, hard, and frenzied with furious flame-flavored fuego flavonoids.
we keep keepin' it:
never quiet, never soft..........