i fought the law...

and i actually won.
a non-processed speeding ticket?
yup.
fines revoked?
yep.
did that sh!t get stricken from the records,
with points reinstated on my license?
c'mon.
of course, kid.
what am i?
guilty?
noooooooooooope.
duders,
i showed up early,
dressed to kill,
and armed with the truth.
competent communication, neighbors.
that's all it took.
that,
and being the only non-rednecktard
in the room, and also the only ninja
repping a necktie.
single windsor represent!!!!
classy mutha-uckas get those justice-type jauns.
maybe that rabbit rabbit action really did
activate those juicy justified nutrients.
i hope so.
it took sixty-two days of 2012 to ring up
a notch in the win column.
let's hope i get sixty-one more days of victory.
i could use it.
*
did we get a snowfalling melee of unmeltability?
i think so.
does a twenty four hour non-stop dropping
of winter's finest pure and uncut snow count?
you know it does.
a fat foot of white doo-doo plopped down
on the entire woodsly goodness.
that's a whitewashed white mountain snowscape,
and it's a major pain in the doodiehole.
seriously.
shovels, and skidding tires, and de-icers,
and spirits and memories of other other times.
it's all really happening,
right this minute.
i'm gonna ride this wave of truth, justice,
Folk Life & Liberty, and voided citations
all the way to valhalla,
or to the studio,
whichever is closer.
keep your eyes peeled for a rainbow bridge;
never quiet, never soft.....