today is the day, duders.
a new season full of rain and mud and
making messes like nobody's business.
starting right now.
and coming up in a few hours,
i'm back on the tarmac attack,
taking it to the streets, literally,
fault-finding and asphalt assaulting the highway
like a righteous road warrior poet.
yuuuuuuuuuuuuuup.
i'm headed south to an even warmer version of
the vernal equinox,
and with good reason to travel for the change of season:
my ma is having a berfday...today!
that's real.
a happy birth celebration jubilee extravaganza.
hopefully, we're having some kind of cake.
although the odds of springtime berfday pre-vacation
vegan dessert activational nutrient accommodation are slim.
i'll find out in a batch of hours, i guess.
connecticut, neighbors.
again.
twice in a week, i'm wrenching my way to the
weak sauce of that nutmeg smegma spice smear
because hawaii will seem so much more like paradise
by comparison.
now that's a hard style, y'all.
still,
it's always fresh to see my peoples.
and i'll be seeing them,
and they'll be seeing me off on my pilgrimage
to the land of macadamias, fancy coffee, and
the traveling pizza man's heroic facial hair.
...and the centipedes.
i haven't forgotten about the centipedes, kids.
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y'know what else is poppin' today?
in-progress tattoos.
uh-huh.
zombie stallion from the future,
with operationally accurate backgroundlessness?
teleport it, ninja:
we GOT they.
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i'm off, again.
time traveling to new frontiers.
that's that springtime spirit, right?
new things, new growth, new hottness.
it's all really happening, friends.
real life. documented;
never quiet, never soft.....
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