see you in september....

scandalous computer profile pic?
nope.
more like an early mornin' brainstormin' session,
complete with thinking cap, and three-pipe problem solvin' preparations.
(that's an a. conan doyle reference, act like you know)
rappin' with urban hip-hop photographer dan dealy
gets results like these.^^^
deep doo-doo, and inglorious calabash bashin'.....

as august slams shut, it occurs to me that it's really over already.

the summer vacation tourist season is done.

slow-driving semi-conscious sightseers are off the roads,

lines at the coffeeshop are short and sweet,

and perhaps most importantly.

little dinner-ruining youngsters are back in school this week,

and back at home for supper at night.

nice.

it's sort of sad to see the deserted chernobyl-empty mini-golf spots,

but no so much so to remember how far away the mincey, minky little putt-putters are.

hell,

even my own kids started the 3rd and 4th grades today.

that'll put a few more salts in with the pepper on my ever-greyin' dome.

the cool, crisp, bring-a-jacket night air over here is no joke.

i've got dungeons, dragons, zombies, and a thick comforting comforter

all bedside warm and toasty,

ready to keep keepin' me company,

until the bitsy baby bunnies of new month pop up and at 'em.

the slow season this time around seems packed to the t.t.balls with sh!t to do.

that's how it goes, ya'll,

even when it's winding down, it's revvin' up;

never quiet, never soft....