Tuesday, March 29

today is tuesday.

yes.
today is tuesday.
what sort of heroic adventures were expertly executed?
well,
the whole flippin' family spent most of the day
munchin' up on tasty snacks and sh!t.
a feeder day.
powering up the engines of excellence with epic eats.
mountainous mouthfuls, my ninjas.
you already know how we get busy, yeah?
yeah.
sharkbite buckets of chummy yummies an' that,
right down our gluttonous gullets.
for sure.
we also attempted some shopping-type activities.
without any recordable successes, either.
oh,
and my expert of a wife and i are members of the
mount washington valley arts council,
and tonight was juried art selection night.
....and most of my arthurian artsy stuff is still en route
from minneapolis to here.
awwww, man.
happily, homies,
i still have whole boxes of other other 'nother big action,
and we just sorted and sported some of that instead.
we'll have to cross some fingers and toes,
in hopes that the woodsly realms' afficionados of art and appreciation
feel that some blocky prints and socky puppets are worth their weight
in displayable, accounts-payable, all-day-able hottness.
seriously,
we want in on the big summertime sweetness of ART IN THE PARK.
that's a thing.
in fact, it is a thing that is exactly what it says it is.
how 'bout that?
i know, neighbors.
what are the odds that these due-paying duders are gonna want
a realy real hard-style ninja like me to be on their team?
don't worry,
i sent the wifely hottness in my stead.
that's a little somethin' i like to call:
expert.
yep.
shawn hebrank has got me hooked on presenting
the art i'm usually resenting.
thanks, buddy.
***********
so,
i got this book,
it's called 'how to survive the end of the world as we know it'.
go buy it.
right now.
i love it when i find, in print,
from reputed and/or self-proclaimed experts,
ideas and notions and affirmations that directly reinforce
concepts i have espoused prior to their input.
ratifying and gratifying, y'all.
wordimus prime.
for example-
how many ammo-pouch web-gear chest rigs do you need?
get ready....
one per rifle.
with holsters and sheaths for backups,
and backups for your backups.
james wesley rawles, ninjas,
is my new homeboy.
survivalblog.com, son!
go get some;
never quiet, never soft.....

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