Saturday, October 16

water beats fire.

hey-O!
it's tea and toast, mutha-b!tches.
perfect breakfast-time goodness.
i need it,
you like it,
we love it.
so run tell that, homeboy...

tea and toast.
that's pretty much the routine,
the tradition,
the daily dopeness that defines my relationship.
warm, envigorating, crunchy, nutritious.
we doo-doo that good morning-type sh!t.
in so many ways, too:

tea and toast.
me and my mrs. each have one.
awwwwwwwwww.
yep.
we're romantic, b!tches.
***********
so, yesterday was the big day.
a major milestone of endurance and fortitude.
believe it.
and right out of the gates,
i finished up a pretty fresh tattoo, too;
and then dove wide-eyed and grimacing,
face first into an open-faced sh!t-salad sandwich, y'all.
covering-up an ex's name tattoo time was in effect.
just as a reminder of what's happening*, i guess.
(* it ALL is, all the time)
and for extra brutality?
black spikes.
...that's triiiiiiibal, ninjas.
i'm tellin' you-
that was how i got it poppin' to commemorate
eleven sexy years of zipzapping.
was there at least a celebratory battle-beast bonfire afterwards?
uh-uh.
how about deflatory depressing deluge, instead.
it rained enough yesterday to warrant the building of an ark.
almost.
we moved the flames inside to the woodsly woodstove,
y'know,
the heart of the fortress,
in the bellyhole of the beast.
and with a belly full to bursting with roast tofurky?
and a roasty toasty home and hearth?
c'mon.
that's what's up.
the first blaze with our reconditioned iron oven.
that's some blacksmith dwarven battle-forge business.
and it was warm as F*, too.
cold and wet outside,
but cozy as a mutha-ucka in here.
dopeness.
***********
it's lookin' like it's gonna be a busy weekend.
for real.
time is short, my ninjas.
and the nights are long.
the savage storms have swept by,
and the sun is out and shining it's sparkle-magic beams down
on the kaleidoscopic wet leafy reflector situation.
i've got a sweater and some hot cider, duders.
you know it-
it's just plain better up here.
woodsly.
goodness.
never quiet, never soft.....

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