all work and no play.

griiiiiiiiiiiindin'.
that's right, neighbors.
i'm on that hard-workin' hustle-type jauns.
that's real.
today saw a whole bunch of tattbombin',
and the arrival of some aftermarket gun parts.
guess which one i was more excited about.
huh?
no, actually,
it was NOT the tattzappin' tedium
of a booked-solid friday at the studio.
the bright orange, aluminum, high-vis
magazine follower however,
gets me all excited, all over the place.
bright and shiny and orange.
it's like performance-enhancing pumpkiny hottness
specifically tailored to the eleventh level,
for my battle-blasting smoothbore man-cannon.
fridays are the truth, kids.
jammed full,
and yet unfulfilling.
c'mon.
hard styles are the only styles in my fashion show.
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the mikes put a hot tin roof on our shed today.
it's green.
it's been a colorful day, if nothing else.
orange and green, y'all.
it'll be fall before you know it.
in the meantime,
there's just enough summer left to bring the noise.
loud, fresh, and hard.
we're gonna bang on buckets,
and patter on pots,
and blow our own horns, as humbly as possible.
(which isn't all that humble, duders)
there's a whole family fortifying our Fortress,
and we're making the minutes matter,
and the magic happen.
it's woodsly goodness at it's acme.
it's also all really happening.
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it's casey's big happy berfday, today.
too bad she's not around,
because we're thinking of her,
and eating big dark chocolatey piles of
super delicious fudge-like brownies.
yeah!
happy day!
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friday night,
and there're no big plans on the schedule.
lucky for us,
big things come in small packages.
like family togetherness,
and time-spanning space occupation.
it's pretty much our job.
what i mean is:
we're here, all four of us, at the same time.
there's not much better;
never quiet, never soft.....