the (good) earth (fri)day.

there's something about easter times and purple...

yeah.
that purple stuff, son.
...
jeee-zus kee-rist!!!!
it's a good friday out there.
no,
not because of long dead pretend jewish wizards
dying for my sins.
i doo-doo appreciate it, but c'mon.....
i'm talking about the weather.
because that is a real thing.
it's sunny again, finally.
and NOT windy.
for a vacation weekend morning,
it's pretty tranquil, even.
sorta like there's a whole bunch of earth to celebrate.
all day, i'm sayin'.
y'know.
like an earth day.
which is twenty four hours.
in a row.
so, there's that.
the whole world-planet gets a rotation, ninjas.
erf day, duders.
the white-style mountainfolk like that sort of thing.
hippie-type gaia gaytardation, in F*ing full-effect.
happy happy, an' that, y'all.
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neighbors,
last night's feasty, beasty, bum's-rush
was a big fat last supper-type jauns.
...oh, c'mon.
not the very last one,
but a passed-over passover berserker banquet.
i didn't even recognize the expertism until this morning.
(expertise seems like it should be a language)
we painted a picture of plentiful palate-pleasing.
and we gorged our gullets like pelicans.
full mouths and throats and guts,
to the point of near-revisiting,
via the esophageal upchuck upshot ninjas.
it always tastes better on the way IN, son.
on the real.
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and now,
i'm on that last-minute cancellation sh!t.
seriously.
my all-dang-day-long appointment rescheduled,
and that means it's a vacation friday walk-in reality.
y'know what kind of shambling suck-salad walks in?
or, more likely, gets dragged in?
as in:
just look what the cat is bringin'.
except that there are three problems with waiting on feline gifts:
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A. cats suckle too hard to do anything rad.
B. when they do bring it, it's either half-eaten or totally regurgitated.
C. there is no acceptable outcome to this scenario.
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the earth had better have a good friday in store for me.
i don't know that i can rep the whole woodsly goodness
with a sad sack of insufferable sauce.
that'd be an 'alright' friday at best.
i need that good jauns, yo.
it's too bad i'm not a believer, mutha-uckas-
i mean,
all my yearly sins, gathered up in a bunch,
and absolutely absolved by a 2000 yr-old capitol punishment?
that's a pretty sweet deal.
alas,
i'm on that hard-style accountability action.
that means it's just a friday, after all.
i hope it turns out pretty good,
not for my sake,
but for the earth, b!tches;
never quiet, never soft.....