the warm gold of morning.

jess found this for me in the mud and marsh of the woods, kids.
c'mon.
a flippin' moose antler!
she even carted it out of the stream and all the way back home...
just one more reason why i love her.

the sun is shining.
the sky is blue.
it's super fresh inside and out.
we hit up corduroy boutique last night,
after visiting our sweet duders and peoples at tsunami tattoo.
it's a really nice space.
i picked up my movie check,
and i dropped off some more dolls, too.
you should check it out.
we were on a mission, though,
to stuff copious amounts of comestible digestibles down the hatch.
and after the tatzap studio,
and the skate and surf lifestyle studio,
we decided to fill up the bellyhole studio.
did i forget to take pictures of our crucial feast last night?
yup.
was it still incredible and edible?
of course.
the green elephant, my ninjas.
you probably need to eat there soon.
because it is that good.
if you're ever in portland, maine,
and want some crucial vegan off-the-meter asian fusion eats and treats,
go there.
citrus spare ribs,
mock duck,
stir fry,
king oyster mushroom fritters,
soybeans and tofu curry,
soy nuggets that were eerily KFC tasting,
fried wontons,
spring rolls,
pumpkin cheesecake,
and award-winning chocolate orange mousse pie!!!
really, ya'll,
we munched up in true big fat person style.
yum4tum.
being vegan is so much more awesome
when there's gourmet hottness to gluttonize.

today is shawn hebrank's birthday.
he's 28.
in a row.
which is another way of saying that he is really still just a little kid.
despite the incredible lack of years under his belt so far,
he's pretty great.
and i'm glad to know him.
happy birthday, shawn!

hey hey hey,
it's possible i'll be back on track,
espousing positive barbarian virtues
from a northern new hampshire location as yet undisclosed,
but promising more of what you (and we) need,
and soon, even....
we're lookin' at some places this morning,
possibly to move to and live in, an' that.
in fact,
it is barely past 7 a.m. and i'm already runnin' late.
we've got to drive, arrive, and survive
almost the entirety of carroll county, new hampshire,
before work.
the pedal is to the metal,
and the deadline is descending;
never quiet, never soft....