maybe it's me...

...but this guy?
teleport:

c'mon.
i'm sure the coincidence won't hurt his chances.
not one little bitty baby bit.
right?
especially not up here in the woodsly goodness.
suuure thing.
actually,
there were people in the studio today
who confessed to having NO idea why that sign
would strike anyone as funny.
seriously.
so,
does that make me old,
them dumb,
or some midway battleground between both choices?
if i was a voter, he'd have my vote.
just sayin'...
of course,
if i was a voter,
i'd be an out-of-touch delusionist anyway.
word.
***********
over and out, connecticut.
the tats have been blasted,
the paperwork filed,
the groceries are put away,
and the homestead is sheltering us sweetly.
the stovetop has three burners blazing,
our buddy jim is here,
and we've got a night of hanging out ahead of us.
neighbors, we're easy, like sunday,
all morning, into the daytimes, and through the evening.
the pace is picking up,
the power is packed in tight,
and the subsonic bass-boosted battle-beast tom-toms
are thumping out a heart-attack pitter-pat,
all up and down and under and over this Folk Life.
we're lucky,
we're grateful,
and we're prepared to share.
so,
what are you waiting for?
make some moves, my ninjas;
never quiet, never soft.....