putting up the numbers.

hey-O!
arthur is in the building, y'all.
for real,
that full-length namesake is what the deal is.
art making hottness is what time it is, too.
there's drawing going on.
and while it's way too soon to reveal what,
it should come as no surprise that
all the usual thematic action is activated,
and all the enameled dentin destruction,
and manipulated mandible appendages
are all getting represented in full effect.
yeah.
and lino block cuts are getting carved up, too.
huh?
what's the occasion for this sensational flurry
of futuristic primitive nutrient-rich expertism?
well,
for starters, the jump-off is past it's prime,
and the next step is on our doorstep-
y'know,
january is practically over and out,
and B.H.M. is on it's way in.....
yuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuup.
february has got all the good sh!t, kids.
vacations, presidents, valentines,
and most importantly,
a temporal teleport-distort reality,
or.
as you neighbors would likely know it:
leap day.
a 29th magic invisible wizard rotation,
for all our F*ing faces.
c'mon.
that's something, innit?
yeah.
***********
duders,
january is set to take it's final bow.
and none too soon, thank heavens.
but before it says goodbye until next year,
and before the worthy weekend of woodsly goodness
can commence it's big burly barbarian sauce,
i've got a whole family's worth of tattzapping to blast
all dang day on a bereaved group of guys and gals.
movie checks, my ninjas,
are what makes all the arthur times possible.
believe it.
one more day.
a leap weekend, y'know?
memorials and goodbyes.
i am grateful for all the time i have been given;
never quiet, never soft.....