kapow! it's spring.

anybody else been feelin' the fever?
the quasi-cosmic seismic shift in seasons?
don't get all bunched up about it, panty-babies,
that's just the vernal equinox!
just like that.
and now,
it's a whole new quarter of the year.
slightly more importantly,
it's also my ma's big special day.
celebrating the emergence of a whole person,
as well as a better section of wet warmer weather.
i have no idea how old she is,
but she is old.
hahaha.
i'm only saying that because i noticed whole new streaks of silvery,
foxy, gray lightning strikes in my hairline today.
and if i'm rockin' the eldery wizard look,
then damn if my mama isn't a double decade headstart beyond that.
happy mutha-uckin' berfday, mama bear!
without her, there'd be no me.
so blame her.
that's a hard style, for sure.

organic unsweetened pure and uncut cranberry juice.
anyone who has had the pleasure of sortin' out some 
problematic pee-pee parts can attest;
it's undiluted fluid pain,
with stabbing wet jabbers,
and acid etching rape-lasers for your throat.
oh,
and a whole bottle of it might make you a bit better,
but it doesn't feel any less intense on the opposite end of the digestive system, either.
great.
i was really and truly hoping to experience
a double-stuffed hot fire firecrackin' 
a-crack and mouthpiece
bitter-ripper extravaganza.
be careful what you wish for, i guess.

watchmen.
have you seen it?
because you should.
it is good.
AND,
there's gratuitous full-frontal thick and veiny, nuclear fission, glowing, blue weiner.
lots of it, even.
and it's even bigger on the big screen.
i'm sayin'.

i've got no phone service.
seriously.
it's been days.
c'mon.
and you know i don't rock a mobile phone,
so it's woodsly hermit habitation until the problem gets fixed.
what the F* ever, my ninjas.
the sun is out,
the sky is blue,
it's beautiful,
and
never quiet, never soft.....