big breakfasts.

i guess that vegans all kinda celebrate not going to work

by gorging on gorgeous globs of greasy goodness.

we doo-doo that shark-gluttonous freaky-eatie sh!t.

it's a real thing.

i'm sayin',

this delish dish may not be served up in an outre-hip community co-operative urban food spot,

but my kitchen isn't one to shirk sh!t, and not rise to the occasion.

i'm sorry-ish,

all you die-hard earth-nest-grimy bicycle and dreaded head-lock dudes,

but my early morning weekendy hottness is pretty dope all by it's ownsome in the woods.

and that's with or without a side-order panniecake with pinwheel pecans.

some of ya'll may be thinkin':

that's a lot of yellow for one plate.

and normally, i'd agree.

but polenta is just so pleasant,

and that tofu scramble has triumphant turmeric,

and paprika, (think of it as a toner)

to utilize the essential nutrients,

replicating eagle's eggs powers,

and activating the inner 'ness.

as in, hottness.

it also helps it to rock my flippin' socks off my feet.

besides,

if you think that's a lot of yellow,

try standing across the street and looking at the giant lemon i call home.

oh, and that's not actually some cedar bark strips on my plate, either, ya'll.

it's pretend bacon.

it can pretty much stop pretending,

and change it's name to tasty construction paper,

because i'll still snack on it when i feel the urge.

word up.

we're fueled up and unfurled out for a big fun day.

yeah.

i think we're gettin' wall primer or some sh!t.

jealous?

i'm on some new other other sh!t today.

a little reactive participation, my ninjas.

events unfold, ya'll.

like it or not,

there's times and places for all kinds of stuff.

i'm on a mission,

to stop, look, and listen,

and figure out where and when and how my times are.

word to hour glasses,

i came to crack asses.

oh, c'mon.

how about you mutha-flippers?

is it just good times, like j.j. and florida?

hard times, like really real life and minneapolis bum cafes?

or ALL the mutha-forkin' times?

you know how it goes....

it's all really happening.

acting and reacting,

we're part of it;

never quiet, never soft......