still windy, still changing.

do the right thing, ninjas.
nobody will give you any propers due to you,
but do it anyway.
it's good for you.
otherwise,
you kind of have to F* right off.
that's the rules.
live free OR die.
just be dope OR F* right off.
one or the other,
never both.
never quiet, nor soft.
so sometimes neither,
but always more.
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cabinetry?
finished.
i'd show you curious onlookers a picture,
but the bathroom is too tiny to back up far enough
to get it all in the shot.
which, incidentally, makes me wonder how it took me so long.
anyways;
primed, painted, stained, and saturated.
finally.
that's accomplishment, ninjas.
now i get to slop some plastic glop on the floors.
never ending fun.
that's how it goes on a super-sexy saturday
in the white mountains...
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jeez,
what is going on up here?
it's like march was supposed to be,
two months ago an' that-
all windy as a mama-jama and sh!t.
c'mon skies,
take it easy.
cool breezes on hot days would be one thing.
wind chill on a cold may saturday is another animal entirely.
"quit it off", is what i'm sayin'.
plus,
my overbuilt palace of woodsly goodness
holds the darkness inside it like a cave of coldness.
the big sexy superhanger eaves on this fortress
do wonders in keeping weather away from the foundations,
but they do even greater wonders by way of preventing
any sunshine from peepin' into the windows, too.
y'know what warms up the whole world?
the sun.
y'know where there isn't any sunshine?
yeah, my living room.
it's cold in here, y'all.
no joke.
it may even be colder inside than it is outside.
and that's never that nice, now is it?
nope.
i can't hang out with this kind of flippity-floppin'
in my barometric future.
this day is stupid, kids.
and it just started,
and there's plenty more where that came from....
never quiet, never soft.....