cucchie dropped off rebexpert,
in boston, all far away an' that-
but while he was wallowing in goodbyes
and waterbaby weak-sauce asscrackachussettts,
he also picked us up a couple of treats on his way home.
cal-miki-fikin'-zooooones.
i hadn't had a calzone in at least 15 years.
years, ninjas.
sequential sets of three-hundred-sixty-five calzone free calendars.
but not anymore, baby!!
for the record:
daiya 'cheese' is disturbingly realistic.
like,
turbo-close to being fermented sour milk with germs in it.
cheese makes me want to spray vomit in hi-def 360 surround.
and so does this daiya doo-doo butter.
don't get me wrong,
i will suffer through a sloppy slab of kindness.
if my homie goes to lengths to bring me a treat,
then out of gratitude i will give myself daiya-rrhea.
i'm ready.
just sayin'.
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oh, deer!
right outside the kitchen window,
nibbling and pebble-blop poopin' in the evening.
nature (still) wins.
deer and bears and woodsly F*ing goodness.
my house is like a hub of hottness.
i got some siberian-type irises,
and some naturally-amazing rocks, too.
the vegetable portion i got from a garden center,
and the mineral part from off of a secluded dirt road.
you don't pay for rocks, neighbors.
not in the granite state, anyway.
that's word.
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meryl is thirty!
she writes poems,
and has berfdays,
and sometimes takes a nap!!
i hope all the things she likes happened today.
that's what makes a special day so special.
so happy happy day to our graceful and glamorous ladyfriend.
i really hope that there is gonna be cake!
i'm sending wishes,
and snacking on peanut-butter chocolates,
and thinking good thoughts,
and also thinking about the solid block of 'zone
that's hurtling like a brown bullet towards the end-zone;
never quiet, never soft.....
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