the pannie man can.

new england.
new hampshire.
the woodsly goodness.
post-XI-mas.
winter vacation.
daddy's house.

that's correct-
fuzzy jammies,
raging fire,
dawn's early light,
nintendoid bobotrons,
...we got it a-poppin' over here.
AND we've got something else to be psyched about:
flaps like a jack, ninjas.
griddle bombs.
pannie-man cakes.
i know ya'll put a few tsps. of vanilla in yours now, too, right?
right?
right.
that's one of those vegan hook-ups.
we still want to eat delicious treats, y'heard?
no eggs?
damn right.
but then how do we get a real lumberyard man-meal taste?
with extract of madagascar orchid pods.
c'mon.
i don't get it, exactly, but i doo-doo it anyway.
cakes, ninjas.
dense rib-sticking manly manhole covers.
with real maple syrup,
which is only half as sweet as real maple star.
she's thankfully not as sticky, though.

it's barely even any degrees outside.

and it's as windy as it's ever been.

it's making it way less degrees outside than almost none.

ma nature is obviously trying to F* up my day.

the wind chill freezeout breeze-easy dust-up.

'feels like' my favorite nature poet sank in some incisors,

and chewed my a-hole right of my body.

what?

frost-bitten, duders.

recognize.

that's the hardest hue to hold, ya'll.

...yesterday was a wet snow day.

the heavy, terrible, slippery sh!t, yeah?

and now it's so flippin' windy today,

even that soggy-bottomed cotton blop is blowing around.

that's an eleven on the windy scale, for sure.

considering that 15 miles north of here,

the world's worst recorded weather went on record,

i'm not that surprised.

but i am quite chilly.

***********

2009 is nearly done for.

there's only mere moments,

a couple of meager meals,

a measly few minutes,

and a miniscule mote or two of merriment left.

it pretty much all really happened.

so loud, and so hard, for so long,

i'm almost relieved to see it go.

almost.

i mean, after all,

a jedi may not crave adventure or excitement,

but you'd better believe a berserker barbarian battle-beast bard

dark-side's exclusively for ALL of that hottness.

not to mention danger, fury, fire, thunder, and lightning.

but not the wind so much.

it's kind of fitting that the new year

is blowing in on a barrage of baleful bursts.

war and change and spirits and memories.

the end is the beginning;

never quiet, never soft.....