got activated last night.
yeah!
italian-style dinnertime gluttony;
technological interface interaction,
and overreaction;
stinky stumps in the pouring rain;
a hot coupla cuppas of that cinnamon vanilla blackness;
and pie, muth-F*ers.
check the teleport:
german chocolate and toasted coco-loco-nut?!?
wordimus prime, neighbors.
steve confirmed my baking prowess,
and very possibly forever altered his culinary
and digestive realities.
a thick, moist slice of that sweet black pie, ninjas.
we doo-doo that freaky sh!t.....SON!
and not for nothin',
lookin' at that photo makes me realize
i'm a man of many different flavors-
homemaker baker,
tattbombed barbarian,
flashy timekeepin' watch-wearer.
every day in every way.
in fact-
y'ever wonder what i would look like
if i was in a grimy 'hood-A* hip-hop video?
well,
you need wonder no longer, duders-
just check this teleportational future projection:
yes.
i do look a little like an extra from planet of the apes.
F* you.
stormswept raging rainy evenings,
in fifty degree farenheit warmth?
hell yes, kids.
we GOT they.
*
did somebody just say infinite kung fu?
how very prescient of you.
wu-TANG teleport action, for your face:
four corner ninja footpunches.
protect yo' G-darn neck.
***********
spanning time with my homie.
getting expert.
staying rad.
it's all really happening,
right here in the woodsly goodness.
thanks go out to steve for documenting real life
with his professional photographic skills.
long nights,
hard times,
everything that makes me feel tired.
i am grateful for the time i have been given;
never quiet, never soft.....
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