rabbit!!! rabbit.

it's the first of the month.
and it's mutha-F*ing october!
ka-pow!

martha's own rabbit, rabbit. good luck for the whole dang month?
right-seems like it...
check this little tidbit of post-vacation doo-doo butter:
we were gone for a few days,
and came back to a lawn coated in molto rakeables,
and a forest unmistakeable for it's fewer trees.
oh yeah.
less trees.
the sun came up, sorta, behind the clouds.
it got brighter out, at least.
and that shed some much needed light on our backyard.
surprise!
while we were gone,
somebody decided to get lumberjack like a heart attack,
all up and over on our woodsly realm.
sewer line construction started in our ansence,
and they bulldozed a trail through OUR backyard,
so our neighbors can flush away their poops.
i'm not even a little bit kidding...
check this out:

c'mon.
i tried to go and get some bagels this morning,
but found this in my way:

bam-a-lama.
trucks,
and saws,
and wet rainy washout manliness.
but that isn't tree work from the stormswept fury of
the mountain's skies.
surprise!
the state has appropriated a 20' right of way,
straight up the butt of our backyard.
sorry property lines.
and in the middle of my harried, hurried phone calls,
i've got duders tellin' me about how they're NOT wrecking my yard.
their clearing the state's yard.
da, comrade.
for the good of the state.
somebody obviously thinks we're A*-holes.
live free, or die, or get proper F*ed.
there IS a third option after all.
awesome.
anybody out there want to imagine the choice words
i've already exchanged?
yeah.
choice.
berserker barbarian battle-beastliness, ninjas...
with copious profane statements of emphasis.
we went from a forest to a meadow,
while martha's vineyard kept us moist.
some rabbity rabbitude over here, huh?
mutha-F*ers are tryin' to F* my A*
harder than ever...
hard styles and hard times.
good morning, october;
never quiet, never soft.....