Sunday, March 29
spring?
this is what today is like.
awwwwwwwwwwwww man.
c'mon....
oh,
and yes,
that IS a mountain of snow behind those wilted blooms.
yeah.
new hampshire.
late march.
early spring.
that's how we doo-doo that sh!t, ninjas.
so far the whole experience kind of chews on it.
hard.
this little red mutha-ucka does not seem to be bothered much by the dark,
dank, dreary dismal doo-doo buttery inclemency of the weekend's weather forecast.
he does,
however,
seem to really, really like peanut butter.
he sat around sucking down the soggy-bottom breadcrusts
of a previous a.m.'s nitro tnt (tea & toast) breaking of the fast.
composting has only successfully yielded an unofficial trough
for the fauna of the woodsly goodness.
and also thereby providing the means for making our dogs go batsh!t,
as these little hungry m-f*ers navy seal, rainbow six,
spearhead their incursive invasions onto the porch.
thanks a whole fat bunch, you little a-holes!!
i hope they haven't forgotten how to get these nuts, so to speak,
because in just one short month,
we won't be here to fatten up their peanutty little furry faces.
how many of ya'll sat around in the dark from 7:30 to 8:30 p.m. last night?
on purpose, i mean.
we did.
earth hour was in full effect,
although the full effect was largely lost on the environmentally unconscious,
hard-partyin' 'tards who cohabitate the woodsly goodness.
i'm sure they threw out an extra mcdonald's bag or two
right along the roadside,
with a supersized side order of dunkin' donuts styrofoam,
and some cigarette buttholes to commemorate the moment.
i'm sayin',
it's pretty dark around here anyway.
at least in terms of bright futures....
but still,
in my house,
the lights were off.
and the horizon was dusky,
but the future,
well,
i'm planning on riding the awesome train all the way to valhalla;
never quiet, never soft.....
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